Lyrics

[Hook] I'm just tryna find a way out Always stuck up in the same cell Don't wanna end up in the jail house That's how it goes in my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood My hood, my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood That's how it goes in my hood [Verse 1: Konan] Life on this road ting One brother comes out, another brother goes in Tryna get this dough in, licking it a gram slanging Most of my life spent in my hood gangbanging And when you get money brothers grudge you Can't get a job so you rob or you cut food Jakes wanna cuff you Snakes wanna slug you Get your Ps up all the girls wanna fuck you Word, tryna get out this life that I'm caught in 'Cause the judge is living out bits like an auction I'm just tryna get this Lizzie in But I ain't tryna end up in the can like a fizzy drink In my hood, you've gotta be ready to dump 'Cause my hood, single mums have to bury their sons So you know it ain't no joke bro Tryna get more grands than an old folk's home Kones [Hook] I'm just tryna find a way out Always stuck up in the same cell Don't wanna end up in the jail house That's how it goes in my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood My hood, my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood That's how it goes in my hood [Verse 2: Krept] South London, my birthplace Listen up, I'ma resurrect my worst days Ice rink, I wish it weren't Drake Hurts me that he died 'cause of my birthday Poetz, the wrong place at the wrong time Frenzy at the wrong speed on the wrong bike Tiny A, the wrong beef at the wrong fight Termz, the wrong scene on the wrong night They stabbed Charmz, because he's not hyped It's really peak around here, a lot dying Feds stop, say it's routine, stop lying It's 'cause I'm in a blacked car and I'm not white Round here you ain't dying from an earthquake Man will sky it, you'll die from a burst face Feds are on us, they don't want us in the workplace Why do you think they're shotters in the first place [Hook] I'm just tryna find a way out Always stuck up in the same cell Don't wanna end up in the jail house That's how it goes in my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood My hood, my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood That's how it goes in my hood [Verse 3: G Frsh] So if I thought of Heath I've always known as taught and eat Where niggas like me weren't taught to eat But it ain't nothing on road but pork and beef Couple chicks in the mix but birds will tweet So if I make nest then it ain't my tree And don't count the swears when you're known like me I'm a Deano man, gotta move low key But still I'm far from the street, I'm driving the biggest of whips Only hiding behind the thinnest of sheets and the darkest tints Tryna get out but I'm so far in, I'm comfortable I got it sold for a grand 'cause I'm so far gone Well, compared to him but even though I moved okay but still I'm so far from them 'Cause I'm tryna make sales and avoid cells Move bars and avoid jail I'm sitting and still I'm tryna avoid hell I ain't tryna feed my baby girl, I'm tryna give her the world, so [Hook] I'm just tryna find a way out Always stuck up in the same cell Don't wanna end up in the jail house That's how it goes in my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood My hood, my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood, my hood That's how it goes in my hood