Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John P Lattimore
Songwriter
Chris Odu
Songwriter
Lyrics
Ooooooooooh
Hey Look everybody Kevin’s Back
Aww aww Maine
How did you let that go down?
Ion wanna hear a word from em (Shhh)
(No Sound)
We tryna give everybody cancer bring the smoke round
Tell the hood to keep they head high we can’t look low now
They say love will get you killed Oooooh at least I know now
We tryna keep the hood up like we work on cars (Skrrrtt!)
Everybody on that fat shit we ain’t tryna starve
Coming up on bleedland you know life was hard
But we always had faith cause Boo was like the god
Woah
Boolluminati
Hey
Boolluminati
Hey
Boolluminati
Hey
Throw up that roc
Boolluminati
Ooo
Boolluminati
Ooo
Boolluminati got the Hood in lock
We was just on crucial stage throwing up the roc
Blue cheese nun but hundreds in the guap
Slime you a hundred different ways for the guap
I use to trap on Cleveland I was raised by the ROC
All this killing in my city I don’t think it’s gone stop
Boolluminati
I can’t believe they put them holes in your body
Bout this shit we gone ride swear to god we catching bodies
Don’t give no fuck who don’t like it
I’m true slime so you can’t bite me
Headed to the top boy I was hiking
Them hoes we fucking ****’s wifing
My brother gone my heart cold
I ain’t got no chains on but I’m icy
Gotta do this for Boo I can slow down
Tell em slime in the building them ****’s can’t put they hoe down
No explanation ****’s know how this gone go down
How did you let that go down?
Ion wanna hear a word from em (Shhh)
(No Sound)
We tryna give everybody cancer bring the smoke round
Tell the hood to keep they head high we can’t look low now
They say love will get you killed Oooooh at least I know now
We tryna keep the hood up like we work on cars (Skrrrtt!)
Everybody on that fat shit we ain’t tryna starve
Coming up on bleedland you know life was hard
But we always had faith cause Boo was like the god
Woah
Boolluminati
Hey
Boolluminati
Hey
Boolluminati
Hey
Throw up that roc
Boolluminati
Ooo
Boolluminati
Ooo
Boolluminati got the Hood on lock
Woah now they got me thuggin with my hood on
Pussy took big dog life now they think the hood gone
And when we mob we 500 deep they know the hood strong
And I do this shoot for nobody cause this the hood song
The pressure on tell me lil **** if you gone fold up
Skinny **** clutching that 40 shawty done growed up
My hood took over the city yeah we done blowed up
Anywhere they say we couldn’t go you know we showed up
All on the map I swear to god this shit deeper than rap
Big took me off the block he ain’t even want me to trap
He told me sit right here next to him hold that strap
We came strictly for the paper
We ain’t come for the daps no
How did you let that go down?
Ion wanna hear a word from em (Shhh)
(No Sound)
We tryna give everybody cancer bring the smoke round
Tell the hood to keep they head high we can’t look low now
They say love will get you killed Oooooh at least I know now
We tryna keep the hood up like we work on cars (Skrrrtt!)
Everybody on that fat shit we ain’t tryna starve
Coming up on bleedland you know life was hard
But we always had faith cause Boo was like the god
Woah
Boolluminati
Hey
Boolluminati
Hey
Boolluminati
Hey
Throw up that roc
Boolluminati
Ooo
Boolluminati
Ooo
Boolluminati got the Hood in lock
I ain’t from the city where the skinny ****’s die no
I’m from the city where the Roc Crew ride yea
I swear hating is at a all time high
Pour out the act for my Slime’s in the sky
Everybody love you when your face on a shirt
**** that fake love
That’s that shit that pierce my soul and make me hate love
No morals no pride
It’s time to pick a side
I still remember them late nights in Springside
I swear that we ain’t gonna stop until them peasants die
These streets they’ll drown you if you go in too deep
I see blood on the concrete
I got blood on my hands I can’t fall weak
When they took Big Boo they took apart of me
How did you let that go down?
Ion wanna hear a word from em (Shhh)
(No Sound)
We tryna give everybody cancer bring the smoke round
Tell the hood to keep they head high we can’t look low now
They say love will get you killed Oooooh at least I know now
We tryna keep the hood up like we work on cars (Skrrrtt!)
Everybody on that fat shit we ain’t tryna starve
Coming up on bleedland you know life was hard
But we always had faith cause Boo was like the god
Woah
Boolluminati
Hey
Boolluminati
Hey
Boolluminati
Hey
Throw up that roc
Boolluminati
Ooo
Boolluminati
Ooo
Boolluminati got the Hood in lock
No morals no pride
It’s time to pick a side
No morals no pride
It’s time to pick a side
I swear hating is at a all time high pour out the act for my Slime’s in the sky
Written by: Chris Odu, John P Lattimore
