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Hyro The Hero

We Still Popular

 

We Still Popular

(album: Birth School Work Death - 2012)


I got material needs cause I got low self esteem
I fuck with regular chicks they give me regular sex
I drive a broke down chevy
My girlfriend ain't' pretty

I work a regular job dumpin trash for the city
I swear I live through the TV, watching big big stars in their big ass houses and their fast ass cars
While they livin at large, and we livin it small
I'm still partyin hard cause I'm the neighbor star
I got the big big chain, poppin bottles at clubs hit the parkin lot pimpin, all the ho's show love
So I say live it up and nigga I ain't stoppin cause in the hood we still popular
The girls I mess with don't look like automained
The place I live ain't nothing where stars stay
The way I dreess they don't want me in rich club but guess what, we still popular
Put my friends in my ride, put the chain on my neck
I want the money a power neighbor hood respect
People follow style
People follow my lead
I'mma neighborhood star, we still popular
I ain't have money like Diddy
But got swagga out the roof

Women never call my fly but they always call me cute
They don't like the car I drive but they still come inside
I'm the neighborhood voice, I get the ho's moist
Fo'sho when the club close after patrty at my crib the people outside but everybody can't fit
Police shut us down but next week it's up again, the star of my hood, fuck hollywood!
If money was sand I couldn't hold a grain
There's only one life to live and I gonna live it main
I want more but I ain't trippin cause I got it main
It don't change, we still popular

Monday I go to work
Tuesday I do the same
Wednesday's my day off
Thursday I'm gettin paid
Friday me car cleaned, new clothes and new me
Saturday I hit the streets here come all the freaks

Come on!
I put the rims on my ride
I put the chain round my neck
I want the money and power
I got the hood respect
People follow my style
People follow my lead
Imma neighborhood star and we still popular

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