Me and my bruddas
Back to the wall
Don't know who to call, for real
I'm takin' these drugs
'Cause I get no love
It's so hard to fall, for real
Been settlin' in
I'm tryna get right with this sound again
Can't live off these nine-to-fives
I'm thinkin' about steppin' out again
Folks picked up my dawgs
Prayin' that God let 'em out the pound again
Got my lil' baby, she got one bakin' in the oven
I can't f*ck around again
Real, hood nigga dreams
Foreign cars parked outside the mansion, ay
Real, high lifestyle
Chasin' the bag 'cause I gotta pave the way
Can't manage my pain alone
I need my weed or an X pill
Momma stressin' 'bout the kids again
She tired but can not neglect them
I've been on my own since I've been home
Bounce from city-to-city
Unprotected, never had a stick with me
Momma worried 'bout me gettin' convicted
Uncle died last summer, don't wanna step in a church again
I know that I gotta prepare for the worst
Hopin' that the music work again
I'm sacrificin' just by puttin' this first
Sick of the strugglin' and all the poverty
R-I-P, Juice, niggas made a robbery
Never on Twitter but the opps follow me
I know his nigga be scary like Halloween
Wanna feel at peace with myself
I'm down bad but I don't want no help
She broke my heart and left it on the shelf
Gon' be swimmin' in money, talkin' Michael Phelps
Shout out to Bunk, he taught me how to kill
Long story short, keepin' it real
I'ma run me up a mill while chasin' a bill
Me and my bruddas
Back to the wall
Don't know who to call, for real
I'm takin' these drugs
'Cause I get no love
It's so hard to fall, for real
Been settlin' in
I'm tryna get right with this sound again
Can't live off these nine-to-fives
I'm thinkin' about steppin' out again
Folks picked up my dawgs
Prayin' that God let 'em out the pound again
Got my lil' baby, she got one bakin' in the oven
I can't f*ck around again
Real, hood nigga dreams
Foreign cars parked outside the mansion, ay
Real, high lifestyle
Chasin' the bag 'cause I gotta pave the way
Raco Never Forget Loyalty - Hood Dreams Lyrics
Raco Never Forget Loyalty - Hood Dreams Lyrics
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Me and my bruddas
Back to the wall
Don't know who to call, for real
I'm takin' these drugs
'Cause I get no love
It's so hard to fall, for real
Been settlin' in
I'm tryna get right with this sound again
Can't live off these nine-to-fives
I'm thinkin' about steppin' out again
Folks picked up my dawgs
Prayin' that God let 'em out the pound again
Got my lil' baby, she got one bakin' in the oven
I can't f*ck around again
Real, hood nigga dreams
Foreign cars parked outside the mansion, ay
Real, high lifestyle
Chasin' the bag 'cause I gotta pave the way
Can't manage my pain alone
I need my weed or an X pill
Momma stressin' 'bout the kids again
She tired but can not neglect them
I've been on my own since I've been home
Bounce from city-to-city
Unprotected, never had a stick with me
Momma worried 'bout me gettin' convicted
Uncle died last summer, don't wanna step in a church again
I know that I gotta prepare for the worst
Hopin' that the music work again
I'm sacrificin' just by puttin' this first
Sick of the strugglin' and all the poverty
R-I-P, Juice, niggas made a robbery
Never on Twitter but the opps follow me
I know his nigga be scary like Halloween
Wanna feel at peace with myself
I'm down bad but I don't want no help
She broke my heart and left it on the shelf
Gon' be swimmin' in money, talkin' Michael Phelps
Shout out to Bunk, he taught me how to kill
Long story short, keepin' it real
I'ma run me up a mill while chasin' a bill
Me and my bruddas
Back to the wall
Don't know who to call, for real
I'm takin' these drugs
'Cause I get no love
It's so hard to fall, for real
Been settlin' in
I'm tryna get right with this sound again
Can't live off these nine-to-fives
I'm thinkin' about steppin' out again
Folks picked up my dawgs
Prayin' that God let 'em out the pound again
Got my lil' baby, she got one bakin' in the oven
I can't f*ck around again
Real, hood nigga dreams
Foreign cars parked outside the mansion, ay
Real, high lifestyle
Chasin' the bag 'cause I gotta pave the way
Back to the wall
Don't know who to call, for real
I'm takin' these drugs
'Cause I get no love
It's so hard to fall, for real
Been settlin' in
I'm tryna get right with this sound again
Can't live off these nine-to-fives
I'm thinkin' about steppin' out again
Folks picked up my dawgs
Prayin' that God let 'em out the pound again
Got my lil' baby, she got one bakin' in the oven
I can't f*ck around again
Real, hood nigga dreams
Foreign cars parked outside the mansion, ay
Real, high lifestyle
Chasin' the bag 'cause I gotta pave the way
Can't manage my pain alone
I need my weed or an X pill
Momma stressin' 'bout the kids again
She tired but can not neglect them
I've been on my own since I've been home
Bounce from city-to-city
Unprotected, never had a stick with me
Momma worried 'bout me gettin' convicted
Uncle died last summer, don't wanna step in a church again
I know that I gotta prepare for the worst
Hopin' that the music work again
I'm sacrificin' just by puttin' this first
Sick of the strugglin' and all the poverty
R-I-P, Juice, niggas made a robbery
Never on Twitter but the opps follow me
I know his nigga be scary like Halloween
Wanna feel at peace with myself
I'm down bad but I don't want no help
She broke my heart and left it on the shelf
Gon' be swimmin' in money, talkin' Michael Phelps
Shout out to Bunk, he taught me how to kill
Long story short, keepin' it real
I'ma run me up a mill while chasin' a bill
Me and my bruddas
Back to the wall
Don't know who to call, for real
I'm takin' these drugs
'Cause I get no love
It's so hard to fall, for real
Been settlin' in
I'm tryna get right with this sound again
Can't live off these nine-to-fives
I'm thinkin' about steppin' out again
Folks picked up my dawgs
Prayin' that God let 'em out the pound again
Got my lil' baby, she got one bakin' in the oven
I can't f*ck around again
Real, hood nigga dreams
Foreign cars parked outside the mansion, ay
Real, high lifestyle
Chasin' the bag 'cause I gotta pave the way
Writer: Rivius Hannon
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