Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood

Ahh

Man

I don't even know what to say

Look, Cruising down the street in my S5

I'm feeling the best vibes

Sunny on a Sunday

Crack the sunroof and let's ride

Jamming to Gran Larson, I put on that Bless God

I'm blessed with no stress, decompress with music and head bobs

3 way stop and I take a spin on the roundabout

Passing by restaurants where the names gotta sound it out

Remember these areas used to be looking down and out

The gentrification is hot dog, hold the sauerkraut

Went to go see the house I grew up in and couldn't find it

I guess raising the property taxes is the new assignment

But they still got them potholes that'll make you need new alignment

Boarded up the barbershop where I used to get my lining

On Marsalis, it's March baby

Reminiscing of going to S.O.C. on the Dart baby

Having no car so we used to ride on the Dart daily

And mama used to say "Get in the house 'fo it's dark baby"

I would say I'm on memory lane

But the way that it's changed, almost don't remember a thang

But who is to blame

I guess that's just how the hood go

It's bittersweet gettin to see the neighborhood grow

I'm so glad to have you

Would you

Could you

Be my

Neighbor

This that burger basket with the can soda from the corner store

They'll let you get a extra just to show some love

Everything wasn't all bad, we made it work where we was

Moms let me have freedom don't get caught up with them thugs

Stay true or shoot the fire lil homie

Don't let the streets consume you

They just waiting to fill yo' grave up

They told us in the 90's we was the future but who gon save us

It's dangerous gettin home, gotta make sure you keep yo tool tucked

Get robbed by yo church every Sunday but you still pull up

Some things never change, yea that's true until you do something

Everything's all mental, how far you go that's for you to decide

94 years paw paw died of cancer, still couldn't cry for 'em

Ms. Robinson died, I used to get the bald fades in the backyard

Barbecuing, unc and 'nem twisting up joints in the backyard

Oak Cliff **** don't take no shit, so don't try to act hard

We don't need no mo' funerals, and no more police sirens

Need love in every home these days

It's really needed at times, fasho, plus

No one I know got killed in BFL today fool

What a beautiful day in the neighborhood

I'm so glad to have you

Would you

Could you

Be my

Neighbor