Hood

Written by: Ashy L Bowz

Chorus
I I I I I love my hood
ask ya self whats going on in the hood
everybody know something wrong in the hood
but we walk around like its all good

Snuff
TV Shows videos, dough, phones, cars, clothes,
ass, tits want those, two young to flaunt those...
Hey they growing up to fast.
Hate to sound old but my time aint passed.
Might be the first hope not the last
aint trying to save the world just find a better path.
They say we say nothing when we rap
just degrade women and talk about gats.
Fuck the Police this thats a trap,
but whats the logic behind that.
A nigga cant get a job
fuck the cops they harrass all the time.
Then you got snitches dropping the dime,
if you did the crime then do the time.
Dont agree with Cam on primetime
everythings called for a place in time
some need to be put in place bout time.
We aint got wings but everybody wanna fly.
Priorities mixed fights fixed.
Pick getting kicked out or new kicks.
Shit was this part of the dream
dont recall the part about getting shot for my jeans.
To many followers on the scene
not nearly enough mother father teams.
Not nearly enough shoulders you can lean.
Cuz everybodys out for self it seems.

I I I I love my Hood
ask yourself whats going on the hood.
Everybody know some thing wrong in the hood.
But we walk around like its all good. 2X

Trips
Mind state of a young nigga,
gun trigger always make a little dude feel a bit bigger.
Hood that I live it be just like this,
little kids play fight on the old mattress.
Staircase always smell like piss
at every exit so nobody think a way out the hood exist.
But I aint saying being ghetto aint great,
section 8 and the rent still 3 months late.
No furniture, new born crib a milk crate.
Big bro fresh home from a bid upstate.
Said he hungry so he gon get him a plate.
Soon as he copped the weight, got stopped by the jakes.
Crackhead shovel snow just to get that dough.
Just the get that dope till he overdose.
Hoes keep the doors locked and they windows closed
so dont nobody know they getting bread for a blow.
Little girl missing she only 12 years old.
10 Large the reward and its still unsolved.
Little boys dream to be rap or b-ball stars
15 cant read only five feat tall.
Momma send him to the corner store.
For two bags a chips and a crazy horse.
Plus a pack a newport light menthol shorts
and put it all on the food stamp card thats my hood.

Priorities mixed fights fixed.
Pick getting kicked out or new kicks.
Shit was this part of the dream
dont recall the part about getting shot for my jeans

I I I I love my Hood
ask yourself whats going on the hood.
Everybody know some thing wrong in the hood.
But we walk around like its all good. 2X