I just bought a hood, bitch, I'm interesting
I just pulled my **** out the trenches
I just put 'em on 'cause they were hurting
I just hyped my ****, it was hurting
Took off on 'em, know they feelings hurting
I hustle like I'm still hurting
Cut on the dope, now it's hurting
Sell it to you, now you hurting
Run up, it's gon' be a hurry
I hit the button, that's curtains
Left his whole family hurting
Hey, shoutout to the O.G. from the hood
Show the young **** how to get
Ridin' in the Mazda with a bad bitch
Women look just like Chilli
All they ever wanted was some real ****
With me to run up these digits
Pull up in a four-door, stick me with a dope broad
Shotgun, do 'em like Ricky
I just valet'd in Linux
Young boy, I'm a menace
You really wanna die 'bout a image?
Vest 'em, return it with spinach?
You really gon' cry 'bout these bitches?
Callin' your miss, embarrass yourself?
You really gon' move the bitch in?
Give her a ring? Trick off your wealth?
I just went bought 'em some Pumas
Gave her some humus
Her head went tumble
Used to be hurtin' now I'm rockin' Moncler and Hummers
You feel my persona?
Gave my lil' **** a chopper
Hunnid round Draco, clip like a comma
Was hurtin' till the plug kicked the bomb off to me
Like he was a plumber
I just bought a hood, bitch, I'm interesting
I just pulled my **** out the trenches
I just put 'em on 'cause they were hurting
I just hyped my ****, it was hurting
Took off on 'em, know they feelings hurting
I hustle like I'm still hurting
Cut on the dope, now it's hurting
Sell it to you, now you hurting
Run up, it's gon' be a hurry
I hit the button, that's curtains
Left his whole family hurting
Many times that I was hurting
Now I'm in the Wraith with the curtains
Sippin' the 'ac with a nurse
Table head, the bitch is first
Fucked her right outta her skirt
Pull out and nut on her shirt
Kicked her out, then she called me a jerk
I guess the bitch feelings hurt
I'm in the hood, in the shit with the bowls out
They cheaper than Goodwill
These **** doin' fake shit for money
That jet wanna look real
Ten dollar kush grams, I done did that
Yeah I'm the truth for real
F'n N with the light all night
Yeah I will two for real
Stars turn around my head like I'm 'Pac
And I got juice for real
I'm from a city where **** be killin'
And you got to shoot to live
Hold up, ho, you need to hold your composure
Runnin' your mouth like a motor
Hold up, ho, you trippin' you need to slow up
Walkin' around with your nose up
I just bought a hood, bitch, I'm interesting
I just pulled my **** out the trenches
I just put 'em on 'cause they were hurting
I just hyped my ****, it was hurting
Took off on 'em, know they feelings hurting
I hustle like I'm still hurting
Cut on the dope, now it's hurting
Sell it to you, now you hurting
Run up, it's gon' be a hurry
I hit the button, that's curtains
Left his whole family hurting
Writer(s):
Demario White & Brytavious Lakeith Chambers.
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