Lil Tjay - Hood Rich

Go (brr)
Can't come (gang, gang, gang)
Just gotta keep Bent'
(Jay Bunkin)
Uh (grr, grr)
(Yo, you heard? Turn my voice up a lil' bit)
Uh, uh

Lot of new chops, told my shooters go dumb
Grew up a block, you ain't from then don't come
Mama always told me, "Fight back, don't run"
She won't never try to have a pussy ass son
I was in the fields since a young ass age
Smart nigga, always had some decent lil' grades
Actin' up, never used to know how to behave
But always had a dream that I grow up and get paid
Pray to God time go by, shit change
Really used to jugg, I'm in the stu', I switched lanes
Still be with them shooters everyday that put in pain
Remember lockdown, poppin' bottles, gettin' straight
The shit I been through as a youngin' wasn't no game
I know I'm goin' up, but still humble I remain
A lot of shit I did as a youngin, I'm to blame
But I just feel the energy this way and go insane
I be spittin' from the heart off the top, like it's easy
Just was on the block, how I pop, guess they need me
I be spittin' fire every drop, it's a PD
Still ride with chops for the opps, fuck the PD
Debbies got me wasted, I just dropped with Weezy
I just wished that Nine was here to believe me
Baddies on my weewee, bitches that's on TV
You ain't never turn a blue check to a skeezee
I can't wife an E-E, I need me a good bitch
Someone on my level, I ain't fienin' for no hood bitch
Two years in this industry, I still be on my hood shit
But now I know there's more to livin' life than bein' hood rich
I need me a Bentley, free that nigga Gilly
Opps straight bitch, niggas thinkin' that they drilly
Lil' nigga silly, pop 'em like a wheelie
Skate off on the scene on foot like it's hilly

I wanna be great and accomplish something 'fore I go
But they don't wanna see me accomplish something, boy, I know

I just wanna be somethin' fore I leave here
I can't sit and watch my people, they need care
Growing from the block, I done had a steep year
Headed to the top, but the hunger deep there (no, no)
Long way from the day a nigga started this
True 2 Myself was like a starter kit
And I'm only nineteen, not so many work as hard as this
I'm just tryna go as far as it is, that's the whole reason why I live
I got some shit to prove, them niggas runnin' up they gyms
At eighteen, young nigga, bought my mom a crib
I been knew this would happen, crazy this the way it is
I was destined, destined to succeed
Remember bein' locked down, treated like a peasant next to fleas
I can't fuck with rats, they got disease
I know I could achieve anything I want if I believe
Anywhere I go, I know I'm good, flyin' through the hood
And I keep that wish-a-nigga-would
Youngin', I was so misunderstood
But new times came, I pray to God I made it out for good

And accomplish something
And accomplish something

I just wanna be great and accomplish something 'fore I go
But they don't wanna see me accomplish something, boy, I know

Written by:
Tione Merritt, Jay Bunkin

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