Hood Rose

Niggas thinking for whatever reason That I never experienced hood As if the way that I carry myself says My minimum standard of living was constantly good We wasn't poor, But there were some days That we just went without, I thought that would show It don't matter though, but if you can find a suburb In my city, then please let me know Not just some nice lil area I mean where violence is spare, and life isn't hard I mean where there aren't lights in your neighborhood Saying where murderers frequently are Care bout no lights, tell me where Y'all feeling safe, like protected by powers in tights Tell me what avenue do you feel comfortable walking Alone in the dark of the night I come from where the sleight of ya tongue Get you hit by a gun like a lightning bolt Blood get spilt, nigga grasp on the hilt How you feel, I just killed, what you asking foe Dead by ya feet, bleeding through the concrete As it seeps, you could feel the release of a soul Passing the spot where I lost lil bro Pay my respects as the hood rose grow Tic Tac Toe, put a tag on his toe While they scribble on boards using X's and O's Focus on coping instead of my foes They provoking, and token my partner a hoe Protect his honor as if its my home Wonder what these niggas really take me for Would everybody round me do the same thing tho Maybe not, maybe so Crabs in a barrel, And I see it now That's how It feel, people dying in the south Even when they plot to take somebody out The only route is to hit everybody 'round You hear the August, and the Louis and the Wayne there's so much more to be witnessed in the O Got so many Queens, many Kings, sad thing Is for every one of us make it out, a stack dont This for Keshawn, for Au'sha, and Lashonda For those that aint get to live how they wanna Not trinna get clout for things I brought up But, if you can feel with this, I'll pray for you patner RIP Shorty, I tip up my 40, and hope you don't find disrespect in the jest And for all my niggas, and brothers and sisters That aren't here with us, I pour up the rest I come from where the sleight of ya tongue Get you hit by a gun like a lightning bolt Blood get spilt, nigga grasp on the hilt How you feel, I just killed, what you asking foe Dead by ya feet, bleeding through the concrete As it seeps, you could feel the release of a soul Passing the spot where I lost lil bro pay my respects as the hood rose grow Tic Tac Toe, put a tag on his toe While they scribble on boards using X's and O's Focus on coping instead of my foes They provoking, and token my patner a hoe Protect his honor as if its my home Wonder what these niggas really take me for Would everybody round me do the same thing tho Maybe not, maybe so Maybe I'm numb, maybe I heard way Too much to be triggered by another one Maybe I'm young, maybe I should Be responsible for all the things that I done Maybe I'm chum, maybe I'm targeted As soon as I go back to where I'm from Life is so rough, maybe I'll adjust and Maybe I'm tough, and maybe that's bluff But I can't be out of the loop Because uncertainty doesn't quantify in absolutes Either it is or it aint, but I can't Be questioning possibilities in my room I gotta live, do what I won do Because any day I could be on the news Promised, I would be successful for you I just pray you in heaven still checking for proof