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j’diore - hood story lyrics

yeah, this is like a lil story about a kid on the block
yeah, just listen though you know?
i was posted on the corner tryna come up to the top
i was posted on the block tryna push all of these rocks
i was posted on your block, i was looking for my opps
with my mask and my chop
seen them boys, let off these shots
i’m just tryna be the don, calling shots and making guap
mama caught me with the work, and she begging me to stop
sh+t got hot up in these streets, when these goofies want to beef
hating cause i’m up now, they don’t wanna see me eat
but it get cold up in these streets, so i gotta go and keep the heat
raised with no fear, yeah my mama raised a g
and if they ever see me out, then you know i’ll let it squeeze
they don’t wanna see you shine, they just wanna see you bleed
i’m not worried bout no opps, i just go and flip some keys
i can’t f+ck with no rats, but i love to get the cheese
19 years young but i feel like an og
name movie’ weight, everybody know of me
i heard that they tryna go on me, close friends can be your enemies
i can’t let em nipsey me
(nanana)
i know that they envy me
(nanana)
fake love stay away from me
(nanana)
gotta stick to the plan so i put on all my mans
free the guys out the jam, i’m just tryna count these bands
tryna count up all these racks, flexing with these stacks, flipped em packs then we get it back
bossed up now, trenches made me who i am
rockin with my brothers, i know who to call
been through all these battles, they just want to see me fall
now i’m a made man, so i’m standing tall
used to shoot hoops, they don’t want to see me ball
ups and downs, and i went through it all
30 days, 30 nights, i was on my grind
pops was locked up, he was busy doin time
vd that’s my slime, we gon shoot like number nine
pop out we gon slide
you won’t come outside
load the pipes up when it’s time to ride
demons on ya block, ain’t nowhere to hide
b4p my side
just a youngin in the field, and i’m clutching on my steel
hope you keep it real, everyday and every night i’m just tryna touch a mill
just a youngin in the field, and i’m clutching on my steel
hope you keep it real, everyday and every night i’m just tryna touch a mill
just a youngin in the field
just a youngin in the field
just a youngin in the field, you already know wagwan, b4p… business before the pleasure, hold it down till forever
grrrrtt

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