Mind Of A Hood Nigga

(альбом: Hood 2 Hollywood - 2019)

(Drum Dummie)
I was feeling locked in
Let's rock out

Was stuck in the trenches for a minute, feeling like Akon
We get some money and put 'em to sticks, we never invest on a State Farm
Words of a wise man, I will make a move, and I promise, I do harm
He said just give him the word, I'm 'bout to get rich, told my people to stay calm
She want some Benihana's, but I ain't with it, let's go eat at the Waffle House
12 right on the corner, we don't say, "Tomorow", we gon' take on a smarter route
And anyone hanging with me got killer ambition, not doing it for the clout
Real G's move in silence, if I catch me a opp I ain't pulling no camera out
I'm back by myself, fuck, need no cosign, need no bad vibes, I been doing fine
I'm tryna get rich, they asking me for help, I'm steady focusing on me and mines
I went beast mode, never pay a mind
I'm a cheat code, I can see when blind
Been feeling that he moving funny, bro, pass me the poker, I'll turn into porcupine

Yeah, I was low on self-esteem
Told 'em, "It ain't what it seem"
For that money, I'm a fiend
I sleep and trap it in my dreams
I was spinning for my team
Dirty life, I make it clean
Hit the studio just to go and fulfill all my dreams

My bitch, she be acting crazy, I gotta cool down, man, I think it's the pipe
Told my troopers that they gotta maneuver with sticks and glizzys, maybe even a knife
Fool me, I'm ruined, I don't do recruiting, with the same gang for the rest of my life
Saying I'm stupid, I really been through it, now devil gassing about sparking a pipe
I was up in drama in designer wearing 'Iaga's, Iaga's
Foreign what I'm rocking, better not try me 'cause I move with knockers
I be speaking pain, that's the reason why I got my dollars
I could never change, I be throwing 4's, who gon' stop us?
It's getting realer and realer, I came up from nothing, I'm straight out the 4
I'm in Calabasas, life was really tragic, 12 was telling me to get on the floor
All my life I really upgraded, and I'm still waiting on what God got in store
Bad bitch with a good vibe, get some good cash, told 'em, "Give me some more"
Helicopters in the sky, we was dodging, we was low
Having shootouts by the store, give me the CD so nobody know
My life going up, outta the hood, I gotta go
Young nigga from the 4
I'm really 'bout to blow

Yeah, I was low on self-esteem
Told 'em, "It ain't what it seem"
For that money, I'm a fiend
I sleep and trap it in my dreams
I was spinning for my team
Dirty life, I make it clean
Hit the studio just to go and fulfill all my dreams

Yeah, yeah
Haha, they know I'm the sickest in my city
I go by Smoove'L, nigga
I been chasing this shit since I was in motherfuckin'-, since I was getting a view a day, nigga (Drum Dummie)
Bitch