Hood Prayer

Always knew I'll make it out the hood 'Member we ain't getting no food So a nigga gotta break the rules So a niqqa gotta make a move Always knew I'll make it out the hood 'Member we ain't getting no food So a nigga gotta break the rules So a niqqa gotta make a move You can't stop my shit this is greatness You ain't talking money niqqa say less Shoot you in the face, leave you face less Then we skrr off in the rolls and maybach You can't stop my shit this is greatness You ain't talking money niqqa say less Shoot you in the face, leave you face less Then we skrr off in the rolls and maybach Smoking too much, can't feel my face Got me some money, going back to my ways Keep that forty on my waist I can't feel my face I can't feel my face I can't feel my face Keep me a gun can't catch me lacking I know niqqaz hate Where have you been? Here I am now, not sorry for the wait These niqqaz be acting like being a gangster is tats on your face Pop me a molly, then caught a body but leaving no trace I got my foot on they neck, I guess they stucked Got my mind on the money, can't get enough When We was broke, they don't fuck with us They won't pick up calls I am the truth, and my gang want no truce, we want some blood Always knew I'll make it out the hood 'Member we ain't getting no food So a nigga gotta break the rules So a niqqa gotta make a move Always knew I'll make it out the hood 'Member we ain't getting no food So a nigga gotta break the rules So a niqqa gotta make a move I did it alone but I did it for everyone You ain't gotta stress Did it for fam, fuck the street, ain't trynna impress I bought a lotta gun, I got shooters from east to the west What would you do if you was in my shoes wouldn't you finesse Smoking too much, can't feel my face Got me some money, going back to my ways Keep that forty on my waist I can't feel my face I can't feel my face I can't feel my face