Loner LilJ - Out The Hood

Fuck the fame ion care I wanna make it out the hood
Brodie tried to whack 16 for og nah im good
Rod wave, they don't get it find myself misunderstood
Ima young nigga with blues niggas think im neighborhood
Ion really fuck with parties niggas stare at me
They a look me up & down like they scaring me
Ian worried bout shii buh this blick Ima bury em
They gone have to take bro onna stretcher Ian sparin em

Told my momma im up outta here we steady bumping heads
She be thinking that I think im grown nah im just ahead
Of everybody that's my age they can't fwm instead
They gotta watch me from a distance while a nigga stack this bread

Too many niggas out here here broke & they aint having funds
You jus gotta find a nigga who need & provide em some
Dog nigga want my plate instead got crumbs
Shot this bitch from deep buh still hit em damn trae young

Kinky bitch want me to fuck her while I hold the drake
When we done with this last load we going state to state
Was a nigga quick to anger im on a better pace
If a nigga front his move fuck it raise the murder rate

Out the hood that's the goal to try to make it out
I remember as a youngin I was sleeping couch to couch
watched my aunty beat a bitch fa tryna run her mouth
Lost my granny at 16 my uncle found her in the house

They be asking if im packing cause it dangerous outside
I wish I would leave the house without that fire by my side
My momma took my first glock 19 gen 5
So I went & grabbed the sig a lil pocket rocket nine

I wonder what's up with my daddy he so fucked up
Moms had bro on child support buh he aint pay nun
got pulled over with the dope im solid Ian say nun
My og came & got me like did you learn yo lesson

I done touched a thousand in one day more than once
Ian callin in nigga im doing my own stunts
Hit em in his chest then his stomach make that nigga grunt
Baby tron yesterday was cookies na it's time for runtz

Fuck the fame ion care I wanna make it out the hood
Brodie tried to whack 16 for og nah im good
Rod wave, they don't get it find myself misunderstood
Ima young nigga with blues niggas think im neighborhood
Ion really fuck with parties niggas stare at me
They a look me up & down like they scaring me
Ian worried bout shii buh this blick Ima bury em
They gone have to take bro onna stretcher Ian sparin em

Written by:
Jeremiah Hampton

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