Neisha2x - Hood Chronicles

This is hood chronicles
Even through the good it's still obstacles
Seeing all these funerals I'm feeling horrible
Even on 9 toes I make it possible

I'm walking in my hood I always gotta be safe
Cause niggas hang with you all day
And still play snake
Wake & bake is the only thing that start my day
If you ain't from the hood this a song you shouldnt play
This is for the people who mother is a father figure
No wonder these females searching for a for a nigga
Grew up where speaking on your pain is lame
The streets is a game, it'll fuck with ya Brain
Walking in the wrong hood
They will smoke you out ya boots
Feel like I'm durk the way I talk to the streets
Feel like I'm Nipsey I just wanna have peace
They taking advantage of these drugs, that's drug abuse
These bitches be acting weird ima call em fruit loops
Got these niggas on a chase like in pursuit
Living in my shoes you wouldn't last a day
I feel the hate, some people can't even relate
I'm eating my pain like it's on my plate
My heart was getting full So I threw away my plate
Niggas in everyday court singing like 69
That's only gonna get them a real nine
It was day when I just sat here and cried
Real tears didn't even come down my eyes
My body just so used to being demonized
A lot of shit running through my mind I'm feeling traumatized
Block full dope feins looking like a strike
From a hood where niggas will come snatch you off ya bike
Living on the same block with bitches you
Dislike
Walking pass niggas keep their strap like dike
A blanket & a pillow, I was sleeping on the floor
It was cold nights, I feel my body getting sore
Every day I got up I just wished for more

Written by:
Quaneisha Burris

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