LYRIC



Important matters come
Important people go
Life is a game take it brother or you live it
If you want to be rich, its depends if you’re serious
Being rich is a game you have to win it

Damn am the winner, been broke is the loser
The devil is a liar, I know God have been watchin me
So many niggas have doubted me
Money can’t make lose it
Respect who deserves it
Mama told me not to get crazy
Hustle hard and look amazing
Watch your back and be careful
Son never be ungrateful
Police want me to be truthful
Take a better stand, Put the monies in my momma’s hand
Go get my sister this college plan
Just wanna be this Rich, Only a fool waste money

The Hood ain’t good, so we couldn’t even face school
A man hasn’t eaten so how would he even think of book
The street ain’t cool, so mosttimes i walk with dem tools
Don’t hate other, work harder you would progress thru

Diamonds is for all kings in the hood
Confraternity violence can’t make you any payment
Forget the government them too no get conscience
Work harder, travel overseas make cheese stack racks for momsy
Only the living can praise God, so i keep on Hustling
Cause only God fit change leggedize to Maserati
Am studying and hustling to put the hood on the map
That’s just the best way to get off this hood trap
I ain’t lazy, am only tryin to create a legacy
Like a robin hood nigga am workin harder daily
My folks rely on me, so i gat to move on bravely
The hustle is not to compete, but to fight poverty

The Hood ain’t good, so we couldn’t even face school
A man hasn’t eaten so how would he even think of book
The street ain’t cool, so mosttimes i walk with dem tools
Don’t hate other, work harder you would progress thru

(Yeah ‘Yeah ‘Yeah ‘Yeah Yeah
Donoso Lee, Am with the lyn ‘Hun Hun
I can love, I can’t hate, asking God how he Fucking made me
My mouth love you, heart loved someone else
Grow up in the hood cause my dad wasn’t there
Never wait for opportunity I create one myself
Think bigger, Yeah and I do things big
Always with my gang don’t f*ck with nobody
Ain’t know abomination, with Keke nation
I make life a masterpiece
Imagine no limitations to the hood
Been trapping’ niggas Catch my cruise
Never regret any action I made
Prove myself to myself not to others
I don’t call it a dream, I call it a plan
Work in silence, success make the noise
This is my letter to my motherfuckin hood
This is my letter to my motherfucking hood

The Hood ain’t good, so we couldn’t even face school
A man hasn’t eaten so how would he even think of book
The street ain’t cool, so mosttimes i walk with dem tools
Don’t hate other, work harder you would progress thru

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