In Your Hood August Alsina

[Intro]
I gotta let you know
Thinkin bout you
I gotta let you know
I’m in your hood
In your hood
I’m in your hood
In your hood
I gotta let you know

[Verse 1]
I’m rollin in my 2 door
Empty, scattered bottles
Ciroc, Patrone and Scato
Get it, sippin now I’m trippin
& I’m high
I’m having these visions of you
In the back of my mama Cadillac
We was young & wild
Havin fun, you was down for whatever
We’re thinkin bout the trouble we would get into together
I’m wishin that it coulda ended better
But girl who are we foolin?
Baby nothing lasts forever

[Pre-Chorus]
Trippin off my past
All the chicks I had
Grinding for this cash, just a young nigga getting it
Hanging in the streets, livin life fast
Had to let you go but now girl I’m missin it
Trippin off my past
All the chicks I had
Grinding for this cash, just a young nigga getting it
Hanging in the streets, livin life fast
Had to let you go