That's the hood that you can't go Lil G's kickin' on the corner selling quarters and the grams yo Police on 'em they just caught em, where yo hands bro That's the hood I live in, I got pride in being brown though Brown skinned I got love for my rag Grew up running in the projects that's the hood you don't tag, no The heartbeat, yeah I love it Ain't no better feeling, you just gotta live it I love it I rose above all the hate That's why I'm dapping my carnales told 'em all go be great We don't gotta stick around no more let's buy an estate Let's beat the odds and do the things the stats be saying we can't I'm a menace to society build up the hood entirely They wanna see you be on Section 8 your life entirely Switch our heads take my mentality They'll probably take you into ICU to check your sanity They tried to bury us all but didn't know we were seeds You probably heard that one before, but that's what it is Yeah, that's what it is And I'm a rebel, GOD forgive me for my every sin, uh My bro is on his last strike, If he rob another man, he'll be sentenced to life I was yelling at the Judge, 7 years this ain't right, But he took it to the chin, I hope he get out in time In time to see his baby cause his girl said that she's pregnant I know he scared his girl gon' leave him when she's tired of waiting Dear Lord, I leave my plan in your hands So much hatred from my own, even in my own fam My gun is getting rusty, ain't fearing for my life G Trusting in my hands and my fists already trust me So if they got a issue with me pull up and we fighting The lessons that I got in the garage i'm like Tyson You don't know where I'm from I keep the O.G.s in touch Cruising through my hood playing all the oldies and such Brenton Wood, Temptations, we even play Durand Jones I hate today's music it's a million clones As a kid i saw the cops and I wanted to be 'em But now they saying put your hands up where i can see 'em That's the hood that you can't go Lil G's kickin' on the corner selling quarters and the grams yo Police on 'em they just caught em, where yo hands bro That's the hood I live in, I got pride in being brown though Brown skinned I got love for my rag Grew up running in the projects that's the hood you don't tag, no The heartbeat, yeah I love it Ain't no better feeling, you just gotta live it I love it

Monday through Friday I'm kicking it, jobless Momma yelling at me that they hiring at McDonalds Saturday through Sunday we partying, no parlay Living for the weekend, it repeats, I'm dreading Monday Monday through Friday I'm kicking it, jobless Momma yelling at me that they hiring at McDonalds Saturday through Sunday we partying, no parlay Living for the weekend, it repeats, I'm dreading Monday Applications I'm waiting, I called 'em I emailed 'em Got my cellphone on my side anticipating Waiting for the phone call I'm on call, nothing Problems in my life got me feeling like I'm nothing Maybe I'm to blame for my trash resume My brother told me lie, I got this job I'm getting paid 100 grand a year, all of my past is in the grave A year ago this fool was getting paid minimum wage, damn Ponte las pilas In this life you gotta move don't just sit on that silla They put an expectation on me how?, I'm the leader You focus on my life more than your own you're diarrhea Maybe, i'm tardy, again But only God's my teacher and I bet you he won't kick me out the class Last time pretending that I'm happy again Let the beat drop, hold on where's my bottle of Hennessy Monday through Friday I'm kicking it, jobless Momma yelling at me that they hiring at McDonalds Saturday through Sunday we partying, no parlay Living for the weekend, it repeats, I'm dreading Monday Monday through Friday I'm kicking it, jobless Momma yelling at me that they hiring at McDonalds Saturday through Sunday we partying, no parlay Living for the weekend, it repeats, I'm dreading Monday Back in our youth We shot hoops, shot you, tagged and robbed a, uh, a lil hoopty Who me? I'm stressing 'cause I think bout them days How we had it all so easy now I struggle for pay The chips of the Lays when I found me a dollar Skate city on the weekend for the girls trying to holla And Mondays, I pulled up to the school with nothing new But that wasn't a problem nowadays that got me blue I'm posted on the board a move away from the checkmate But right before I made the move, the cop wanna check me Found a .38, a lil weed, and a pendant The cross keep me safe while I'm booked in the county I'm painting you a picture of my boy who ain't here Who got a couple kids, a wife thats home on the chair Thinking bout the things she could've done while he was still here Now he getting sentenced Monday facing 22 years, damn Monday through Friday I'm kicking it, jobless Momma yelling at me that they hiring at McDonalds Saturday through Sunday we partying, no parlay Living for the weekend, it repeats, I'm dreading Monday Monday through Friday I'm kicking it, jobless Momma yelling at me that they hiring at McDonalds Saturday through Sunday we partying, no parlay Living for the weekend, it repeats, I'm dreading Monday