Hoodie Back

Look I don't give out hoodies for free like it's nothing I give you a hoodie if I think you need it I wanna protect you and like how you treat me Or I wanna see you when you bring it back to me Please give it back to me If you really gave a f*ck then you might recall that the first time I rapped was about my hoodies, like damn I grew up the youngest of four Wearing what we could afford Goodwill and hoodies galore That was when champion wasn't a flex And was only for people that live for they checks I remember when my breakfast and dinner was water and sugar and Chex Now they ask me why I'm working like 70 hours a week And never come out for the parties and tea It's probably cause I grew up feeling weak Watching my favorite person she weep Imagine me in disbelief Mama was the strongest person I knew Until she came crying to me I was 8 years old How you doing? Nice to meet Introduction to the world The message was clear as can be This will never happen again Not so long as you get a choice Then I was given the choice So don't act like I had a choice I'mma take this life I have I'mma make it what I want I'm moving like that till I die Been moving like this from the start So please, Gimme my hoodie back Gimme my hoodie back Please Gimme my hoodie back Gimme my hoodie back Please Gimme my hoodie back Gimme my hoodie back Please Gimme my hoodie back Gimme my, yeah (Yeah imma come back) Hey, uh Hoodie back And I'm on tip top And in my high tops Flex no flip flop, ooh Imma catch a big bag only They gon' have put a big bag on me, yeah Hoodie back And in my hatchback Tape in the backpack Flex no hashtag Don't play no bitch tag homie Just play my mixtape for me, yeah Back home the homies they flock Back home a shawty on lock Back home the hoodies I rock, woah Back home the hoodies I lost