Back in the Hood

I been posted up in them hall ways, late night, broad day

Rain sleet or snow ****, powder packs and hard ye

Real talk, I ain't new to this, real street ****, I'm true to this

You don't see see me on no DVD, no dope income, that foolishness

When it come down to it, these **** large

Cameras on these **** hard

Behind closed doors these **** brawl

Do your time, take your charge

I'm from that north north, prolly heard it first from Project Pat

But I'm Yo Gotti, dawg, and I got that M-Town on my back

I'm from a city where I'm the only rapper I seen

On the block sellin' rocks, fuckin with trappers, I mean

They prolly was and they prolly wasn't

But I ain't seen 'em, don't know nobody who seen 'em

So I can't say they done it

17 workin' with a 100, I'm talkin thousands

Reared in public housing, wildin', man

Mama found a half a quarter in my bedroom

Flushed it down the toilet and told me I'll be in jail soon

I'm thinkin now what, mama? I'm just a juvenile

From a juvenile to a man, Ma, look at me now

Back then they fucked with me, now I'm hot, they mad at me

Everybody want me to pay they bills, give them a car, buy them a grill

Come on, be real, if I do that, then I'll be broke

Probably lookin' stupid, back in the hood sellin' dope