(In my hood) Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane Five heartbeats left My homie off of Eddie Road He thinks he a damn chef Everybody schemed out Don’t nobody wanna work I was with him last week Now I got his name on my damn shirt (in my hood) (R.I.P.) Everybody pourin’ liquor My partner out he beat a case Took a piss on the fed building Told them motherfuckers free Chase! Them boys in the rear view So now I’m going twenty five If they catch my homie in the shot gun Ridin’ with a shot gun, they gon’ give him twenty-five (in my hood) I’m tryna be responsible I know they heard I got a deal (true) They shot the dice game up for five dollars What they fuck you think they doin’ for a couple mill? I gotta keep my eyes open But this weed got me feelin’ heavy Just like the pistol in my pants Hate to have it, but these mufuckas petty (In my hood) All my mufuckas ready I be rollin’ presidential like Teddy I might hit the strip club and break a fuckin’ levy In honor of every hustler that’s locked up in a celly Fuck it, I might buy the Q Arena for a week and sell it out Fuck it, I might buy a kilo for the hood and fix the drought Fuck it, I’ma hold the city on my back when y’all don’t Come to Cleveland I can get you what you want (In my hood) (Bitch) Rappers aren't doin’ shows Man half them mufuckas hoes (true) If you got a problem call me (call me) In the land I am big bro (Kells) Young man, but I’m standin’ at 6’4” And SixFo, that’s my man from the east coast Midwest motherfuckers known to hold dope Eighty five state side, ATL knows (In my hood) It’s clucks at the bus stop Our billboards got mugshots Top ten most wanted And streets where them houses look haunted, (bando) (in my hood) I told my youngin, “you can make it if you want it” He looked at me and asked if I saw it coming I told him that all them summers I was in the basement I knew I was gonna make it and you couldn’t tell me nothing (in my hood) (In my hood)