Trip to the Hood
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•8 months ago
Verse 1) Stepping out, I'm on a trip to the hood Where the streets be talking, misunderstood BPM at 90, I'm flowing so smooth NBA YoungBoy's style, you know I bring the truth In the hood, where the struggle's so real Gotta stay focused, can't lose the appeal Got my eyes on the prize, grinding every day From the bottom to the top, that's the only way Walking through the blocks, I can feel the heat Hustlers on the corner, grinding to eat Gotta watch my back, stay cautious and aware In this jungle of the hood, it's a constant warfare (Verse 2) Trip to the hood, where the pain resides Survival of the fittest, it's a wild ride Got my brothers by my side, we stick together Through the trials and tribulations, we conquer whatever Grew up in the struggle, it made me who I am No silver spoon, just dreams and a plan I'm the voice of the streets, speaking for the unheard Representing the hood, where the pain's occurred 90 BPM, I'm spitting fire and truth Through these lyrics, I paint a vivid view Of the hardships and struggles that we face But we rise above it all, leaving a lasting trace No intro, no outro, just straight from the soul This trip to the hood, it takes its toll But I'll keep pushing, never losing sight NBA YoungBoy, I'm shining bright, every night
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Verse 1) Stepping out, I'm on a trip to the hood Where the streets be talking, misunderstood BPM at 90, I'm flowing so smooth NBA YoungBoy's style, you know I bring the truth In the hood, where the struggle's so real Gotta stay focused, can't lose the appeal Got my eyes on the prize, grinding every day From the bottom to the top, that's the only way Walking through the blocks, I can feel the heat Hustlers on the corner, grinding to eat Gotta watch my back, stay cautious and aware In this jungle of the hood, it's a constant warfare (Verse 2) Trip to the hood, where the pain resides Survival of the fittest, it's a wild ride Got my brothers by my side, we stick together Through the trials and tribulations, we conquer whatever Grew up in the struggle, it made me who I am No silver spoon, just dreams and a plan I'm the voice of the streets, speaking for the unheard Representing the hood, where the pain's occurred 90 BPM, I'm spitting fire and truth Through these lyrics, I paint a vivid view Of the hardships and struggles that we face But we rise above it all, leaving a lasting trace No intro, no outro, just straight from the soul This trip to the hood, it takes its toll But I'll keep pushing, never losing sight NBA YoungBoy, I'm shining bright, every night
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