Still In The Hood

Lyrics

[Intro] M1OnTheBeat [Verse 1: Al Chubbino] Still in the hood, we ain't clear though I'm still here though Man I'm over there and over there's Ghost Speaking from a fence line Man don't care, stop gassing 'bout your dead line Like what's a half a notes You got money on the net But your crep, man laugh at those Took a break off rap, KO's on the map Still screaming free my guys Right now it's a ghost if I back my knife Can't walk in my shoes, they are not your size Shh got wrapped up twice One month in Thameside, I wrapped up rice No girl to hold me down AJ on the wing, when I'm rolling round Wherever I am, I hold this crown More than 10 years, I own this ground Took a break off rap, V9's on the map Well man know me, I own this sound Don't act silly, one call I get trap giddy I told G-Trap to rap, he just acts iffy A man got CR, shout my nigga BR Fuck your gang, Imma always back Jimmy On a really though I do you, that's a bird like imperial Gets around like a merry-go The jakes know I'm in a hole like a cheerio You ain't never been active You've always been a actor You ain't never been a trapper Can't tell me about rapping I make a nigga bag up £40 a package, you ain't never been a trap nigga Tell the truth I'm 24 and I ain't made the news And every time I hit the booth I talk about how I whipped up food I lost some grams but fuck that, I just lost my nan Free the can, screaming free the can Fuck cops, you wouldn't understand You're not from the same block as man [Verse 2: KO] (M1OnTheBeat) Still in the hood like my head and neck Hot step, we ain't tecking check Get it done on ped, grab a skeng and rev Back then would've took a trek You ain't never had to deal food Did a drill and move and leave no real clues Two bugs up tryna spill juice Still in the hood, what's a mil views? Block life Ain't whipping pots so I still gotta ask what the rocks like Still gotta pass over opp sides, show them we're not sized Get bud boxes on consign Flood your strip, I ain't confined Fuck the pigs, we won't comply Free my clique, they can't stop time Homerton 9, been 'em hot guys Load up, let shots fly, straight out the barrel Hope you get hit with these teeth, no enamel 12 shells, red, green and fat like an apple Free Reeks, he's one nicked with the white like chapel My dargs in the pen, no kennel Lifestyle's stressful, if they grab A it's for trees and BE2's been nicked with the green like Bethnal I'm in the middle of the field, I play central Wrapped in my wordplay, special None of them boy there levels, this shits mental My brothers tell me K roll patterned Beefs on sight, these 9's ain't for fashion You're just a actor, ain't been 'bout action Squeeze 'till it's done, don't ration Things don't work, they need grease like Athens You ain't your own g, you're blaggers Just following the lead of your captains Life I live, shit happens, could never leave my bro just abandoned Mans behind the 4x4, big wagon Crash man, that's his ting flattened Free my bros in bin, we on the road still ducking CIDs When it's that time and we ride on other bits With a cut or sticks, aiming to touch up skin Anytime we see them guys you know whips will spin [Outro] M1OnTheBeat