Deetranada - HOODLUMS!

6th 7th grade I had a plan to make it through the threshold
I didn't say to achieve it that I ain't make a mess though
The classes drawn out more and money wasn't coming
So I ended up just tapping into cars instead of tapping pencils dang
Investigations coming was the memo
The knockers spinning round the block to ask us questions
But the only thing that boomed into my mind was telling pigs N-O
The system bigger liars than chins on Jay Leno
You woulda thought that somebody woulda spoken or figured out
That who did it would be 1 up on some tokens
But they ain't think the girl that stayed all in the house was provoken
I only did it just to prove I can open doors they tried closing
Breaking into opportunities they said wasn't open
I ain't steal nun but they peace of mind and nobody noticed
The last person they suspected was a girl that can't even focus
I popped a Altima a GT and a black Ford Focus skrr
Tuh They went and looked for a bunch
Not a lor girl that was tryna get a meal for school lunch
It wasn't free cause though we was clearly down in the dumps
The paper said we wasn't qualified cause we made enough
Seeing mom and dad- scraping dollars
That they ain't have made me irritated so I went and got me a bag
Looking back at them days I drink my Fanta and laugh
Cause to this day ain't nobody ever caught my ass

So I ain't mad he a hoodlum
He just tryna eat man I hope they don't book em
System inconsiderate don't even be looking
So I ain't mad he a hoodlum
Trap
And I aint mad they some hoodlums
They just tryna ball man I hope they don't book em
System inconsiderate don't even be looking
So I ain't mad they some hoodlums

Trap And I ain't saying this for kids to act
I just want yall to understand how we living lavish
Correction I meant to tell you how we living famished
And how republicans act like they never do the damage
Oops Rappers can't talk polls and religion
Instead tote polls and send em to god and enter the prisons
The outside looking in and never just want to just listen
So let me straight up tell you what goes on inside this prism
You put a liquor store on every corner daily
Don't offer jobs close all the schools and open prisons
Offer section 8 and only throw in guns crack and barely
Ever try to think - what makes the neighborhood crazy?
But hey I ain't the mayor or the president
Nor am I legal with voting rights or heaven sent
I just want someone to understand that this hood America unless we millionaires
Or the 1 percent

So in conclusion
Don't be mad we some hoodlums
They just tryna eat man I hope they don't book em
System failed us all and don't even be looking
So I ain't mad they some hoodlums

Written by:
Diamond Barmer

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