Hip Hop

(Ooh, knucklehead, knucklehead, knucklehead)

I came from drop tops, and old school Chevy's

Dope boys rollin' through, shittin' on ya heavy (Uh-huh)

Fifteens in the trunk, beatin' down your block

Only 4 years old, when Biggie got shot (Got shot)

I remember playing on the block, hanging on the block

Young **** slanging on the block, getting off them rocks

Now we livin' better now, Coogi sweater now

Weather still getting colder

We could change the weather now

But I

Came up in criminal days

Living these criminal ways, what can I say?

Hugging the block every day

Grindin' and making a way

And that I pray (I pray)

For better days

That it don't be the same tomorrow

Now I celebrate my sorrows with this bottle

And say

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

I pray for more better days

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

I know that I can feel change

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

I pray for more better days

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

I know that I can feel change

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

Everyday ain't good, but everyday ain't bad

Mama always said, show thanks for what you have

Boy, never forget to realize you're blessed

This cold world can rot you if you let it

Now I'm out here tryna get it, really out here tryna get it

Always knew that I would make it, maybe it was so prophetic

'Cause I came from the bottom and the humbleness beginnings

From the youngest **** grindin', to the youngest **** wining

Came up in criminal days

Living these criminal ways, what can I say?

Hugging the block every day

Grindin' and making a way

And that I pray (I pray)

For better days

That it don't be the same tomorrow

Now I celebrate my sorrows with this bottle

And say

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

I pray for more better days

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

I know that I can feel change

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

I pray for more better days

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

I know that I can feel change

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

'Fore you die you make your mark, and reach new levels (Yeah)

Want the bread, want the diamonds and the bezels (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

And if these bitches that you want, have several (Yeah)

Just gotta know, lotta shit's temporary (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

It won't last, no, no, it won't last long

Meaning it til' here (Next thing you know it's all gone)

That's why I been on my crazy out here

Long as I grind, better days are near

Came up in criminal days

Living these criminal ways, what can I say?

Hugging the block every day

Grindin' and making a way

And that I pray (I pray)

For better days

That it don't be the same tomorrow

Now I celebrate my sorrows with this bottle

And say

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

I pray for more better days

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

I know that I can feel change

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

I pray for more better days

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)

I know that I can feel change

(Hip-Hop, hey)

(Hip-Hop, hey)