Neighborhood

[Verse 1]

I been on the road so long, I forgot what kind of cars I got

I rap so much I forgot what kind of bars I got

Rose in the concrete, grows to the top

Son of a gun, raised by a Glock

Georgia Power was  off  I was raised in the dark I don't know if it faze me or not

No telling

If I didn't turn 15 I wouldn't have been a felon (I bought it)

I bought the violence in my stick shift

If you don't shoot or get shot at you ain't go through adolescents

If you ain't go through all the pressure, You ain't get all of your blessings

What you know about not being able to re up going through depression

What you do about aggression, What you do about confession

If it wasn't for my neighborhood then I wouldn't be nothing

[Hook]

If it wasn't for my neighborhood then I wouldn't be nothing

If it wasn't for my neighborhood then I wouldn't be nothing

If it wasn't for my neighborhood then I wouldn't be nothing

[Verse 2]

Crunching numbers with dust heads

7 figures in Buckhead

I get dough till its enough bread

Money tall so it's enough said

It was toom poom, Baby amp and big U stand for upset

I can tell you where the plug at he over there where my cuz at

Say I'm under the influence I was down stairs where the drugs at

40 cal, 50 cal, even my momma tote a pistol now

They call on that Crenshaw only thing we need is a mister child

You already know what this about, I shouldn't be riding around with this amount

Cause I can take your bitch with this amount

And take her on a trip with this amount

I look like a lick, act like I'm rich

Talk like a whip, walk like a brick

Fly like a blimp, right over the public

If it wasn't for my neighborhood then I wouldn't be nothing

[Hook]

If it wasn't for my neighborhood then I wouldn't be nothing

If it wasn't for my neighborhood then I wouldn't be nothing

If it wasn't for my neighborhood then I wouldn't be nothing

[Outro]

Crunching numbers with [?] heads

7 figures in Buckhead