The Neighborhood Chiddy Bang (Ft. Killer Mike)

[Verse 1: Chiddy]
Come take a look in my neighborhood, another day up in the ghetto
And grandma cookin' got the breakfast in the kettle
Was nothin' like you were picturin', ever before
Revenge is probably probable, they settle the score
Shit, we don't settle for less, we settle for more
We never was ballin' and still without the credit we score
It's Bob Marley, we just lookin' for redemption
And we find ways to claim the kids to get exemptions
Uh, then I used to play the cookout
And then I went the book route, now all you rappers look out
Just a Kid in the Hall, Arsenio
She could give me knowledge, high definition, Vimeo
I won't give a penny though, and still the boys all fuego
And what I spit is magic, like it's Vegas at the trade show
So rollin' late is good, my homies made it good
And this is just another day up in my neighborhood

[Chorus: Chiddy]
The neighborhood ain't the same no more
Used to ride the bus, now we ride on tour
Used to dress plain, now we on the plane
Used to play games, now we live the game
The neighborhood is just what you find
Used to open up and now we headline
And even though it's crazy, I'll be just fine
And I promise you that I'll be comin' back sometime