[Intro: Young Buck]
You know.. growin up in the hood
You go through all kind of thangs, ya heard?
Some of it's good, some of it's bad
But the thangs you go through in life, make you who you are
LOOK AT ME NOW!
[Chorus: dEnAun]
And from the day I was born I've been hustlin' strong
I've been strugglin' since a child, now them days is gone
And niggas said I wouldn't do it now I'm provin' 'em wrong
And now they got their hands out like I owe them some
I ain't got time for the bickerin' and carryin' on
It ain't too much in the hood I don't know
How many times do I have to say that I'm grown
That I'mma Young Buck and real enough to know when you niggas is hoes
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
I still remember them nights under the street lights
Fiends don't give a damn, they want who got the cheap price (Aight!)
I'm tryin' to get right, get it in dough
You see people is dyin' fast and the money is slow
We used to hang in front of the sto', flag down cars
To be a movie star, go get a glass jar (woo!)
Once you cook it and cut it homey go stand out in public
See the work sell itself if you got enough of it (FO' SHO')
Plenty thugs been shot but see it's all in the game
Even I took a couple of 'em, but still I remain
I ain't different from that same lil' project figure
I done went with no lights and no water nigga
And I'm still hood, that mean I still could
Get on the block, and get mine like you should (yeah)
How can I be good, when rappers wanna be Suge?
Surroundin' myself with family, so I can sleep good
You know.. growin up in the hood
You go through all kind of thangs, ya heard?
Some of it's good, some of it's bad
But the thangs you go through in life, make you who you are
LOOK AT ME NOW!
[Chorus: dEnAun]
And from the day I was born I've been hustlin' strong
I've been strugglin' since a child, now them days is gone
And niggas said I wouldn't do it now I'm provin' 'em wrong
And now they got their hands out like I owe them some
I ain't got time for the bickerin' and carryin' on
It ain't too much in the hood I don't know
How many times do I have to say that I'm grown
That I'mma Young Buck and real enough to know when you niggas is hoes
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
I still remember them nights under the street lights
Fiends don't give a damn, they want who got the cheap price (Aight!)
I'm tryin' to get right, get it in dough
You see people is dyin' fast and the money is slow
We used to hang in front of the sto', flag down cars
To be a movie star, go get a glass jar (woo!)
Once you cook it and cut it homey go stand out in public
See the work sell itself if you got enough of it (FO' SHO')
Plenty thugs been shot but see it's all in the game
Even I took a couple of 'em, but still I remain
I ain't different from that same lil' project figure
I done went with no lights and no water nigga
And I'm still hood, that mean I still could
Get on the block, and get mine like you should (yeah)
How can I be good, when rappers wanna be Suge?
Surroundin' myself with family, so I can sleep good
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