UH CERTIFIED HOOD CLASSIC

Open my eyes Thanking the lord for some oxygen Could complain But I ain't even gon' acknowledge it Giving you game Even when I wasn't on top of it Done some things Not ashamed to say I ain't proud of it Niggas so lame They get caught up in anything For monetary gain I'm giving motherfuckers scholarships Cock sucker beat it I ain't into politics Buffalo made I'm setting fire to metropolis Think shit sweet And get split Metropolitan Wrist undressed So ain't no need to check the time again Been so depressed Can't even say I'm getting tired of it Keeping in mind I lost my shit so bad, I'm out of it Stay out the field You talking tough & get a soccer kick So much rage I'm contemplating On who block to spin I ain't a killer But never talk to me like I'm a bitch I thought money's The only thing that you got to get Until I seen that ownerships the real accomplishment Spit out flame With propane I ain't playin no games Pulled over And had to see who I was riding with Fell out with, fell out with, & my mom and shit Ever since then I made I promise to myself Never trust no bitch And I ain't into breaking promises Out the abyss Rose from a pit that was bottomless Putting fire under yo ass Now you a rocket ship This shit here is for the books No hook, toe tags, High class Might f*ck around get ya locker picked Since 13, I had to deal with a lot of shit Had no friends But notepads And a skillset Placing yo bets Shake the regret Fore you drown in it flip over cars And leave scars from the hollow tips Niggas can't walk in my shoes Never done what I can do Or did, shit can you barely fit the size of it Size of em', Sizing you up Just like a tailor made suit I'm Unsuitable If you thought I wasn't dominant I'm mobbing bitch Yeah! This is a certified hood classic