Kon Psychedelic - Guess Who Made It Out the Hood

Kon Psychedelic, aahaan
True story man
Akash made it out the hood, Yeah
I didn't ask nobody for nothing
Turned a dream into reality
It's not easy to get rid of this street life
2 options only, die or rot in jail
Step in my shoes if you wanna
I grew up on my own, ain't no guidance
My whole family dysfunctional divided
A tearful me scared as hell tryna hide it
Life a roller coaster, had no choice but to ride it
Many ups N downs, took a long time deciding
Should I fuck the rule of life or abide it?
That's when I took a pen N paper N decided
If there is no one to listen then imma write it
Kon Psychedelic was born, born fighting
I was young, vulnerable, wasn't hiding
Streetz got the better of me why
Coz my pop was gone or probably was in hiding
Mama was there watching over me
But she was a housewife with little street knowledge
I was hurt, she was ready to talk
But I was street struck, she couldn't understand my silence
One cannot breathe in a room full of smoke
So I found myself in a room full of smokers
I didn't know what I was into, I was smiling
Realized it was a gang doing my profiling
My city small in size but big time on that violence
Started banging with Vaishali Nagar's finest
Picture this now, it's blood in N blood out
Smokin' green reppin' my hood a pimp is callin' you out
Akash Chaturvedi
Guess who made it out the hood
Akash Chaturvedi
I was lost & I thought I would never make it
Now a boss of my own life, Celebrating
I got love for this city, I will never hate it
Feeling blessed, I & low-life are separated
Guess who made it out the hood
Akash Chaturvedi
Guess who made it out the hood
Akash Chaturvedi
Now I was good at many things, there was football to play
But I would live inside my head, I didn't come out to play
Pooja in my house every day, didn't come out to pray
There was dirt under fingers, didn't come out to bathe
Half a Tola under my bed, wake up N bake
Dwelling on my Ex & Sex, take the rum out to drink
Loneliness creepin' in, take myself out for a date
Playing PlayStation all day come back home late
420 at 2300, mom at the gate
Eating dinner with me late night she had to wait
Good kid gone bad way before I even heard "The Game"
So I must say rap & hip-hop is not be blamed
Roadside goon was a title attached to my name
Almost got killed beefing, loyal to the game
Bringing shame upon my surname, livin' like a Pimp
I was like a mad bull nobody could tame
Insane in the membrane nobody could train
Lack of love, lack of care, and a lot of pain
Is a deadly combination, you could go insane
I was high on that low-life,
Moved my ass to Gurgaon, live a lay-low life
Moving closer to Hip-Hop, now on that Rode mic
From RJ01 I'm RJ's 01, tryna hold tight
Akash Chaturvedi
Guess who made it out the hood
Akash Chaturvedi
I was lost & I thought I would never make it
Now a boss of my own life, Celebrating
I got love for this city, I will never hate it
Feeling blessed, I & low-life are separated
Guess who made it out the hood
Akash Chaturvedi
Guess who made it out the hood

Written by:
Akash Chaturvedi

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