Hood Living

Lyrics
[Intro: RILEY] (Oh-oh, oh) (Oh-oh, oh) [Verse 1: RILEY] I remember how we ran the streets I remember all the shit that I seen Things you wouldn't believe Saw a body laying out in the heat But the summer took away all the grief Such a cold memory I remember playing hide and seek Camping in the front yard every weekend Back then, I swear we Saw the world how we wanted to be Sometimes we couldn't face the reality [Pre-Chorus: RILEY] That it'd be no lights (No lights), no heat (No heat) Sleepin' head to feet, Top Ramen on the stove Good weed (Good weed), house keys (House keys) Tight jeans (Tight jeans), kissing in the skating rink [Chorus: RILEY & BJ the Chicago Kid] Hood living wasn't always a dream (Ah) But I loved it Hood lessons taught a whole lotta things (Ooh) No blessing Hood living, it ain't all that it seems You gotta love it Hood lessons brought the best out of me (Oh yeah) Oh yeah (Oh yeah) [Verse 2: BJ the Chicago Kid] I remember them days chilling with my cousins Talking low, couldn't get caught cussing (Ooh), uh Bad as hell, the food was good, but my grades was decent Every Sunday, it was singing and preaching 'Til this day, I still go back to my block (Yeah) Even though wolves eat livestock You know how I rock Southside never kicking me out 'Cause I got love for the ones with or without [Pre-Chorus: RILEY & BJ the Chicago Kid] No lights (No lights), no heat (No heat) Sleepin' head to feet, Top Ramen on the stove (No, no, no) Good weed (Good weed), house keys (House keys) Tight jeans (Oh), kissing in the skating rink [Chorus: RILEY & BJ the Chicago Kid] Hood living wasn't always a dream But I loved it Hood lessons taught a whole lotta things (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) No blessing Hood living, it ain't all that it seems (Made all my dreams) You gotta love it Hood lessons brought the best out of me Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Outro: RILEY, BJ the Chicago Kid & Both] Hey Said I love my hood, and it's all good (It's all good, yeah) Southside crazy, yeah West Side crazy Oh, na-na-na-na-na-na Oh, na-na-na Na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na, oh (Oh-oh, oh) (Oh-oh, oh)
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Credits
- Writers
- BJ the Chicago Kid
- RILEY
- Kes Kross