Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
RILEY
Interprète
BJ the Chicago Kid
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
RILEY
Paroles/Composition
Paroles
I remember how we ran the streets
I remember all the shit that I have seen, things you wouldn't believe
Saw a body laying out in the heat
But the summer took away all the degree, such a cold memory
I remember playing hide and seek
Camping in the front yard every weekend
Back then I swear we saw the world how we want it to be
Sometimes we couldn't face the reality, that it be
No lights, no heat, sleeping head to feet, top ramen on the stove
Good weed, house keys, tight jeans, kissing in the skating ring
Hood living wasn't always a dream but I loved it
Hood lessons taught us a whole lot of things, new blessing
Hood living it ain't all that it seems
You gotta love it, hood blessings brought the best out of me
Oh yeah, oh yeah
I remember them days, chilling with my cousins talking low
Couldn't get caught cussing, bad as hell
The food was good but my grades was decent
Every Sunday it was singing and preaching
'Til this day I still go back to my block
Even though wolves eat life stock, you know how I rock
Southside never kicking me out
'Cause I got love for the worst with or with out
No lights, no heat, sleeping head to feet, top ramen on the stove
Good weed, house keys, tight jeans, kissing in the skating ring
Hood living wasn't always a dream (ooh)
But I loved it, hood lessons taught us a whole lotta things (yeah)
New blessings, hood living, it ain't all that it seems (made all the dreams)
You gotta love it, hood blessings brought the best out of me
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Hey
Said I love my hood, it's all good (yeah)
Southside crazy
Westside crazy (yeah)
Oh, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Oh, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, oh
Writer(s): Bryan James Sledge, Olaniyi Michael Akinkunmi, Moses Ayo Samuels, Amber Riley, Kesington Kross
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