Hood Stories est une chanson en Anglais
This is just a wet dream
Know a lot of people
Who ain't never gon replace me
Deep down hating who I am, but we still click
That shit
Out here with your faces
You a snake bitch
Thinking we just friends, deep down you wanna fuck me
Thinking Imma need my space
I'm intergalactic
Every nigga out here trynna get they next lick
Every bitch out here trynna get the best dick
Hopping place to place my heart could be racing (hold up, pause)
Mrs White Jeans
Big ass I would fuck that
Know a lot of bitches I would fucking lose my class for.
Hit it with a towel
Bitch you put that on the menu
Offer me some tea, imma put some fucking milk in
They got hood scars from just chasing wild paper
I'm out here just trynna stay safe, avoiding these raves
Im chasing the paper like jerry with cheese
Don't you feel that breeze
Man I could just freeze
I'm getting my paper up, then I get power, the pussy just coming back later for free
The paper I'm chasing is just meaningless with the three P's
It's hard in the mud
Where I'm from but I dont belong, thats just not my home
Been pushing for 4 years but just started now
This shit is my grind
This shit is my work
Running to the Easterns
Had a fuckin dream, nah bitch, that ain't my kid
Roll a fuckin blurnt, only kiss her when I'm high out
Now her fuckin father doesn't like me, that is point break
Her brother don't salute me anymore since he found
Reason I would cancel a whole session is just for her
Put it in her back until she feel it in her stomach
I won't ever choose a fuckin thot over that bitch
She was Marry up until I went it
Ask your fuckin cousin if she'd let me in the bathrooms
HOVA slip it in, she won't hold her voice
I'm a politician, I don't mind to go and party
I don't want no weed or no glass I want that bitch