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kr3wmatic – strictly for my niggaz lyrics

[intro]
yeah
it’s strictly for all my n-ggas out there
this sh-t for y’all
matic!

[verse 1]
hood morning brotherhood ain’t no good morning in the hood
poverty in the hood, some can eat but i swear there’s no food
no money in the hood all they got is their morning wood
they go to bed broke, i swear they bed is even broke
all they think of is crime when they in broke-lyn state of mind
they dream of moving ki’s, i know you hungry kids
young n-ggas starve to death, i know some doin’ bids
i know your dad’s locked up, that’s why you hate ’em pigs
and that sh-t got you f-cked up, you gotta keep your head up
wake up and get your cake up, don’t switch up when you blow up
put somethin’ away for rainy day, gon’ need it when you grow up
don’t forget where you came from, keep it 1 hunnit, word up!

[hook]
my n-ggas in the hood
rob them like robin hood
we take it from the riches
and my grant my n-ggas wishes
we fill up all they dishes
get money and f-ck the b-tches
poverty in the hood
i made it out the hood
n-ggas wake up, get your cake up
never switch up, when you blow up

[verse 2]
it’s strictly for my n-ggas, bona fide money takers
travel acres for papers, one time for real go-getters
wrote this piece like a letter, i know things’ gon be better
tough times don’t last forever, i got love for my brothers
go get your paper hustlers, break laws and don’t take orders
crime money i just spent it on this diamond i just ordered
to get your life in order, under a new world order, you got to steal from others
now check those rhymes in order
now calling all my brothers, we’ve got to stick together
could be worse could be better, don’t change up like the weather
we’re meant for something greater, support and help each other
and through this world of trouble, gotta love one another

[hook]

[verse 3]
friends turn to foes, like virgins turn to hoes
you got to watch ’em close, that’s just the way it goes
cause when you making moves, they wanna see you fold
when you stay fly, they’ll try to bring you down
you thought they hold you down, until they let you down
they’re jokes they f-ckin’ clowns, they tried to sn-tch my crown
still magaking of the town, drink vodka till i drown
just a litte distance, i see em’ actin’ different
no new friends but f-ck the fakin’ homies
on my road to riches put a road block for the b-tches
no room for ’em snitches ’cause these n-ggas f-ckin’ switchin’
remember if you b-tchin’ put you 6 feet in your city

[hook]
poverty in the hood
i made it out the hood
n-ggas wake up, get your cake up
never switch up, when you blow up

- kr3wmatic lyrics

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