Hood Baby(feat. J Neat) (Explicit) - Supawassi/J Neat
Lyrics by:Miguel Penny/Javell Barns
Composed by:Miguel Penny/Javell Barns
Money change you but it won't change me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Money change you but it won't change me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Money change you but it won't change me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Money change you but it won't change me
Yeah yeah yeah
We selling d**e just like the 80's yeah
We probably leave him on the main street yeah
Yeah yeah
North side jane that's what made me yeah
Can't f**k with n***as they fugazi nah yeah yeah
You ain't getting money you too lazy yeah
I'm a real hood baby yeah yeah yeah
Lost my n***as I went crazy yeah
Lost my dawgs I went got got
Can't talk on the phone I heard it's too hot hot
And I was in the trap I probably served your f**kin' mom
And n***as can't talk to me
I came up on my own came
I came up on my own don't owe anybody s**t don't
Young turnt n***a now b***h I'm too lit turnt
I been making plays in toronto like I'm vince plays
They told me don't rap it's impossible like
Kim yeah yeah
Now look who's f**kin' turnt lit
I keep a uzi just like I'm lil vert grr rrt
And if you ain't 'bout a bag then
B***h you get curved curve
Can't f**k you ho' b***h you too burned ugh
Money change you but it won't change me yeah yeah yeah
We selling d**e just like the 80's yeah
We probably leave him on the main street yeah yeah yeah
North side jane that's what made me yeah
Can't f**k with n***as they fugazi nah yeah yeah
You ain't getting money you too lazy yeah
I'm a real hood baby yeah yeah yeah
Lost my n***as I went crazy yeah
Ah
I lost my n***as I went crazy yaw I went crazy
We'll probably leave him on the main street yaw
On the main street
I'm getting bands so they hate me so they hate me
I been in the trap I'm whipping sauce this ain't no gravy
This ain't no gravy
I been in my bag now
Pull up then it's man down
All these diamonds on my neck she f**kin' on the gang now
Glizzy got a switch on it grrt
Pull up we ain't missing him grrt
At the stove still whipping it ugh
Making plays like money mitch like money mitch
We just spin your block again block again
We just hit his top again his top again
Making money don't need no friends need no friends
This a lambo' not a benz not a benz
Cartier it's on my lens lens
Don't talk long on my ten on my ten
He was changing on they friends on they friends
Can't trust 'em that s**t dead
Money change you but it won't change me yeah yeah yeah
We selling d**e just like the 80's yeah
We probably leave him on the main street yeah yeah yeah
North side jane that's what made me yeah
Can't f**k with n***as they fugazi nah yeah yeah
You ain't getting money you too lazy yeah
I'm a real hood baby yeah yeah yeah
Lost my n***as I went crazy yeah