[Hook: Gunna Dee](x2)
Tryna make it out the hood but I come back around
Back around
Nothing for me in my hood but pushing crack around
Crack around
[Verse 1: Gunna Dee]
I ain't on no petty shit, grinding for that city shit
Swear fighting up in the pit, don't be on no pity shit
I ain't from the city, nah, I'm from the shitty bit
Chilling from them dark blocks, looking at the city lit
Came from nothing, understand? I came from nothing, understand?
Nothing's planned, so I plan nothing
But to get rich
But on the other hand, there's other plans of handcuffing (fuck the feds)
But I can't leave the street shit
Tryna eat from music, just so these feds can eat shit
These pussy niggas ain't the truth
They just sound confident when they speak shit
Nigga, I'm the truth
Proof is in the pudding, no cake? Where's your proof?
I can't take how they move
Niggas too fake like a tooth
[Hook](x2)
Tryna make it out the hood but I come back around
Back around
Nothing for me in my hood but pushing crack around
Crack around
[Verse 1: Gunna Dee]
I ain't on no petty shit, grinding for that city shit
Swear fighting up in the pit, don't be on no pity shit
I ain't from the city, nah, I'm from the shitty bit
Chilling from them dark blocks, looking at the city lit
Came from nothing, understand? I came from nothing, understand?
Nothing's planned, so I plan nothing
But to get rich
But on the other hand, there's other plans of handcuffing (fuck the feds)
But I can't leave the street shit
Tryna eat from music, just so these feds can eat shit
These pussy niggas ain't the truth
They just sound confident when they speak shit
Nigga, I'm the truth
Proof is in the pudding, no cake? Where's your proof?
I can't take how they move
Niggas too fake like a tooth
[Hook](x2)
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