Born on the bayou Born on the bayou. Chasin' down a hoodoo there. Now when I was just a little boy standin' to my my Daddy's knee My My Poppa said son don't let the man get you do what he done to me 'Cause he'll get you 'cause he'll get you now now. I can

You'se a shooter then shoot, nigga, I'm doin' my thang If you seen a, my nina, you seen it go bang Just like they do in in your hood hood, they do it in in mines, mayne I put a hole in in a nigga, I ain't motherfuckin' playin' Yeah, oh, yeah What the fuck you lookin'

You ain't getting in in bread, that's rage I'm a headline act on the stage I got my my hoody down over my my face And you can't send shots like a man's Luke Cage Bullet holes in in my top right now I'mma keep going but I know that they Want me to stop right now But,

What's next girl, 'cause it's up to you You was like my my best friend We used to be best friends 'til we started sexin' Can we still be best friends after what just happened It's a bad thing, but it feels so good You was like my my best friend, you was like

I know you very afraid Nigga, be very afraid Tryna put dirt on my my name Tryna throw dirt on my my name Wanna put me in in the grave Nigga just watch what you say Amen, I wanna pray to God, just in in case we catch a prey, mmh I could draw a weapon on you, you can

You don't see me in in the hood hood, it's cause I'm doing this man Niggas, I'm still grinding (yeah), I still hearing those sirens I'm still getting chased by those lights Only the light's lime, and my my mic's on And my my time is none, because I'm writing more I

I cannot waste no time, bitch, I'm really timeless I can't waste no time, bitch, I'm really timeless I cannot leave my my houses without diamonds All the faces on my my watches, jump out it Change faces on the watches, now they frownin' I probably spent the

Living just another day Living life in in California L.A. to the bay Dough, we get that dough Ooh, we got to get more A.K. gun play (just another day) (A.K. gun play) See it's just another day in in my neighborhood

River rat jimmy and Jehoshaphat Drums are still playing I can see them marching close This he walks like a shadow and that he dances like a ghost The one that looks like jimmy lord he scares me the most Playing boyhood mumbly peg a six inch bowie blade

I'm out the hood hood, but I'm hood hood melodic I smoke good narcotics, keep my my diamonds polished Throw a dime in in Onyx, keep them dollars coming Look at all this money, this is our summer I'm out the hood hood, but I'm still a hood hood baby Yeah, I'm still going crazy,