My Hood

Socks and sliders everywhere and every day
 Full English breakfast at a caff, not a café
 No, no, baby, we don't let strangers come our way
 But you should come to my hood, my hood, my hood
 Meet me at Morley's, best fried chicken is in South
 I'll show you gangsters, don't you go running your mouth
 Mopeds are racing, 2AM outside my house, oh yeah, it's loud
 But come to my hood, my hood, my hood
 Oh, you should come to my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood
 You should come to my hood, my hood, my hood
 Yeah, you should come to my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood
 You should come to my hood, my hood, my hood
 Barely anyone at school after 15
 We're chasing paper then Blue Borough should be green
 I won't lie, finding a way out is our dream
 But you should come to my hood, my hood, my hood
 Top floor of Pepys estate, we'll show you our world
 That building turns you to a woman from a girl
 Now time to stop, life flashes past you in a whirl
 But you should come to my hood, my hood, my hood
 On these streets, these streets
 In the dark, we glow
 On these streets, these streets
 We're high when it's low
 On these streets, these streets
 Through concrete, flowers grow
 In my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood
 You should come to my hood, my hood, my hood
 I'm from a hood where niggas make their money, then they move
 The woman in the Caribbean shop is always rude
 Tryna get a patty just to compliment my food
 So why you gotta tell my friends to move?
 No, we gotta balls the food when we see the feds spin it
 Bare "wah gwan"s, I ain't seen you for a minute
 Coming from the land of wings and chicken filets
 Where you're from, man won't be able to read but he can bill it
 You can see why that's a problem, any given problem
 Staring in my face? I'mma ask you "what's the problem?"
 You can be Bane or you can be Robin
 But we've had a lot of Dark Knights living up in Gotham
 Man, there's babies having babies, man, it's crazy up in my hood
 Shit's got me praying that I die good
 Where we'd rather buy guns before we buy books
 Where they left us in the dark, so we light kush, my hood
 There's no place like home, no place like home
 Buy me any ticket, I don't wanna go
 To a town where there's no one like me round
 Don't take me there or anywhere
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 On these streets, these streets
 In the dark, we glow
 On these streets, these streets
 We're high when it's low
 On these streets, these streets
 Through concrete, flowers grow
 In my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood
 You should come to my hood, my hood, my hood