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Still Hood
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Lil Baby
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We got London on the track You was faking it all along Felt that sh*t inside my bone Had a feeling you had told When I felt it in my soul And you know your word ain't strong 'Cause they know you getting old Ever since I been on We give the trenches hope Yeah, yeah Yeah, keep it a buck, it ain't nobody f**king with us I can't sit 'round talking about other n***as That sh*t old, I don't care what he did We was cool, but it is what it is now Broke as f**k, used to live at my man's house I work hard, they ain't give me no handouts Bro ain't really a opp, he just fanned out Came wit me, we just slept on the same couch How you play like it's f**k mе then come back and switch up and ask me for somеthing with the same mouth? We have spots in the hood, make sure everyone good, beat that b*t*h for too much then we change out We could be anywhere, we gon' bang out If you see me, they pay me, I don't hang out I got too many cars, need a bigger garage Call the realtor, tell her to change house This sh*t deep, I take care of my kids side of they family I'm too rich to let somebody handle me Nah, for real, I pay rent for my young n***as mama'nem We got away on the chase, I was one of them Pay attention to me, you could run it up I ain't drove it in weeks, gotta warm it up You gon' d-i-e if you come at us Got a Richard Mille, it's a one-of-one I was stuck on the block, ain't have nothing coming in Every time I fell, I got back up again I'm gon' practice 'til I f**king win We ain't brothers, I don't call you n***as twin Got the hittas trailing me inside a Benz Everything I got on I'm tryna times ten And I don't f**k with y'all n***as, I ain't friendly I kept it real with you, why would you lie to me? You complaining, and you don't even gotta be I'ma turn up for everyone watching me I'm on point with this sh*t 'cause I gotta be I ain't tripping, I just wanna live good Would have gave you my all, probably still would When I can't get no drank, I don't feel good Been all over the world, but I'm still hood I wasn't born with a silver spoon You ask me for drugs, I can't get 'em gone My uncle want drugs, I'll give it to him He thinking he me when I put him on Auntie f**king in the bedroom I had to sleep inside a n***a bathroom Putting duct tape on the air mattress, so the air wouldn't really leave from Real n***as on standby, all that fake love, I don't need none I don't really talk cash with a b*t*h unless the b*t*h really need some One n***a told me he started with dimes and nicks, he say he gon' die with a brick One n***a told me forever gon' carry his gun, that n***a died with his stick I grew up, a little bit of death, and my uncle had cancer, I had to share a room with a junkie I told you I grew up the toughest, came from nothing, had to wash up with a bucket Police had told me slow down when I be in the city 'cause they say I'm starting a ruckus f**ked the b*t*h then give the b*t*h a plan B, and tell her this sh*t come with my money I kept it real with you, why would you lie to me? You complaining, and you don't even gotta be I'ma turn up for everyone watching me I'm on point with this sh*t 'cause I gotta be I ain't tripping, I just wanna live good Would have gave you my all, probably still would When I can't get no drank, I don't feel good Been all over the world, but I'm still hood Felt that sh*t inside my bone And you know your word ain't strong 'Cause they know you getting old We got London on the track
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