Momma’s Hood

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Yeah, uh, yeah
 Yeah, uh
 I was riding through my momma's hood, rollin' in Jeep
 I ain't playin' with you niggas, boy, I'm playin' for keeps
 Fuck you pussy ass niggas tryna prey on the weak
 I ain't talkin' too much, I only say what I mean
 I bring the whole city out every time that I'm home
 How you all about business but don't be mindin' your own? (Yeah)
 Lord forgive me for my sins, I'm just tryna atone, huh
 I let that be well known, yeah
 Daydreamin' while I'm schemin' on a text
 Steady plottin' as I'm thinkin' on the next (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 Confident although I find myself compressed
 Overthinking, worrying, I must confess (Yeah, yeah, yеah, yeah)
 Even though sometimеs I wish I was exaggerating
 And all my problems were just figments of imagination
 The smartest nigga who had dropped out, fuck your graduation
 I think that shit a fuckin' scam, somebody had to say it
 Caught up in a matrix, shit I had to find a way out
 Lost too many niggas, swear this shit is gettin' played out
 Student loan forgiveness, all my debt was finally paid out
 Appreciate this shit because the gutter I come straight out
 The bottoms of bottoms, to the top of the tops
 And that power washing van that I just bought for my pops
 I talk to him every now and then, more often than not
 We upgraded next time that I drop, but for now
 I was riding through my momma's hood, rollin' in Jeep
 I ain't playin' with you niggas, boy, I'm playin' for keeps
 Fuck these pussy ass niggas tryna prey on the weak
 I ain't talkin' too much, I only say what I mean
 I bring the whole city out every time that I'm home
 How you all about business but don't be mindin' your own?
 Lord forgive me for my sins, I'm just tryna atone, huh
 I let that be well known, yeah
 I heard the cage bird sing and it's a beautiful sound
 And it'd be so much fuckin' better, dog, if you was around
 Why they had to kill my nigga over a few little pounds?
 When I got robbed in high school you even flew to the town
 Couldn't really live with him, now I'm livin' without him
 And you was just here with us listenin' to the new album
 Told me that it was a classic, better than my last shit
 We used to have hoop dreams and skip all our classes
 And now my nigga dead and gone, shed these tears up in this song
 Shoulda got 'em out, I right my wrong, real niggas shit what I condone
 Every nigga got his flaws, accounts that's filled with withdrawals
 I paint pictures that's vivid because my feeling so raw
 This shit I'm dealing with, uh, is no mistake
 That I was put in this position just to open gates
 The niggas with the least to offer the most to say
 The funeral was too much, I couldn't show my face, instead
 I was riding through my momma's hood, rollin' in Jeep
 I ain't playin' with you niggas, boy, I'm playin' for keeps
 Fuck these pussy ass niggas tryna prey on the weak
 I ain't talkin' too much, I only say what I mean
 I bring the whole city out every time that I'm home
 How you all about business but don't be mindin' your own?
 Lord forgive me for my sins, I'm just tryna atone, huh
 I let that be well known, yeah
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 This song is dedicated to my dog Juwan Walls
 They called him Pit
 Who got killed last summer in a shootout
 And um, we used to be on the basketball team together, man, me and him
 We always used to hoop together
 And um, bro was the first one gettin' money amongst us all, like
 He was like fifteen, sixteen years old
 And he-he always kept a bankroll on him, and uh
 I just miss my dog, man
 

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Duration
03:32
Key
9
Tempo
82 BPM

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