Hood Memories

I'm still that lil' **** from Clover-land

All I wanted was to know the man

Seen fiends smoking out the soda can

Seen **** fuck about four hundred band

Riding in Ridgecrest it ain't never safe

If you from Circle K, then you forever straight

I woke up, told my mom we gon' see better days

She say she heard that same shit yesterday

Man I'ma keep going hard for my daughter's sake

Every first of the month for me's a holiday

I told my teacher, fuck a job, I'm selling rock today

I'm in the streets with no breaks, ain't no stopping me

And all the real **** round the world gon' vouch for me

Sometimes I feel like somebody watching me

That why I can't go nowhere without this GLOCK on me

If I die tonight, just bury me with Gs on top of me

And these is all my hood memories

Since a little man, I've been a G

Tonight if the Lord so happen send for me

Just cover me in Gucci, bury me a G

I know some **** still out here hating on me

But I'ma get this money, I can't let 'em get to me

And the day I leave the world, they gon' remember me

Just cover me in Gucci,  bury me a G

And I'm still that same ****

Trying to numb my feelings, popping painkillers

Going through so much, you'll go insane, ****

****, all these bigger targets,  fuck the fame, ****

Fuck the fame

I live the real life

Boy, ain't nobody untouchable, you'll get killed tonight

I've been though so much and, man, I got real stripes

You **** wouldn't know what sacrifice would even feel like

What it feel like

I went from rags to riches

From fucking hood-rats to fucking the baddest bitches

Put the city on my back and started evidently

Man I ain't looking for recognition, I would't recommend it

I'm trying to catch a million 'cause I got bigger problems

Streets talking, **** plotting, my own **** robbed me

Shit real on my side, but if I shoot you, I'm brainless

If you shoot me, you famous

Just separate the real from fake and you will see who remained

And these is all my hood memories

Since a little man, I've been a G

Tonight if the Lord so happen send for me

Just cover me in Gucci, bury me a G

I know some **** still out here hating on me

But I'ma get this money, I can't let 'em get to me

And the day I leave the world, they gon' remember me

Just cover me in Gucci, bury me a G