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{Intro}
Yeah
Savy Checking in
Yeah yeah
{Verse}
Always something going on in the hood
They was fighting at the carwash
My Moma didn’t wanna let me come out
I was peaking from the window
She said “What it do Tasha what it do?”
They was scrapping in the alley
If they show they ass that’s how you tap it
That was from my Mom to lil Savy
A couple girls tried to punk Savy
Had a fight on Wadsworth
Where the metal slides was
But I lived on Clovis
I was tryina gang bang just for a moment
Learned all the hoods and the opposing
I remember In the middle of the night
They was bamming at the door somebody died
My Moma went outside hollering I cried
They was still shooting
Hiding from the lead under the bed
A lot of Niggas running by my window
I was scared
{Hook}
Yeah I grew up in the hood
I had to make it out the section
Everyday I’m waking
Thanking God cause it’s a blessing
I learned few lessons
Even played it cool under the pressure
Moma made a diamond where the tester?
Grew up in the hood
I had to make it out the section
Everyday I’m waking
Thanking God cause it’s a blessing
I learned few lessons
Even played it cool under the pressure
Moma made a diamond where the tester?
{Verse}
From 24M I had to make it out
Gotta keep on going till I got that in my bank account
Seen a couple shoot outs
Seen a couple niggas get blew down
Close call heard a few bullets hit the building
I was at Deshawna and Roquel house chilling
We was cooking dinner
Everybody dropped
I heard somebody crying he was shot
All I heard was blickies making music it was pop
Moma telling me to come home
Running up the minutes on my lil chirp phone
I didn’t wanna leave niggas was just shooting
Felt like I was running for my life
Thought it was dramatic
Or was I traumatized
Laying down at night but I never closed my eyes
Replaying everything heard a lot of crying hear a lot of shooting
Every night was paralyzing I wasn’t even moving
{Hook}
Yeah I grew up in the hood
I had to make it out the section
Everyday I’m waking
Thanking God cause it’s a blessing
I learned few lessons
Even played it cool under the pressure
Moma made a diamond where the tester?
Grew up in the hood
I had to make it out the section
Everyday I’m waking
Thanking God cause it’s a blessing
I learned few lessons
Even played it cool under the pressure
Moma made a diamond where the tester?
{Outro}
Why you not answering ya damn phono?
Broke ass phone
Black ass black ass black ass
Black ass
Black ass? Black-No Humble Yellow ass
Humble Blue Humble Yellow ass
{Intro}
Yeah
Savy Checking in
Yeah yeah
{Verse}
Always something going on in the hood
They was fighting at the carwash
My Moma didn’t wanna let me come out
I was peaking from the window
She said “What it do Tasha what it do?”
They was scrapping in the alley
If they show they ass that’s how you tap it
That was from my Mom to lil Savy
A couple girls tried to punk Savy
Had a fight on Wadsworth
Where the metal slides was
But I lived on Clovis
I was tryina gang bang just for a moment
Learned all the hoods and the opposing
I remember In the middle of the night
They was bamming at the door somebody died
My Moma went outside hollering I cried
They was still shooting
Hiding from the lead under the bed
A lot of Niggas running by my window
I was scared
{Hook}
Yeah I grew up in the hood
I had to make it out the section
Everyday I’m waking
Thanking God cause it’s a blessing
I learned few lessons
Even played it cool under the pressure
Moma made a diamond where the tester?
Grew up in the hood
I had to make it out the section
Everyday I’m waking
Thanking God cause it’s a blessing
I learned few lessons
Even played it cool under the pressure
Moma made a diamond where the tester?
{Verse}
From 24M I had to make it out
Gotta keep on going till I got that in my bank account
Seen a couple shoot outs
Seen a couple niggas get blew down
Close call heard a few bullets hit the building
I was at Deshawna and Roquel house chilling
We was cooking dinner
Everybody dropped
I heard somebody crying he was shot
All I heard was blickies making music it was pop
Moma telling me to come home
Running up the minutes on my lil chirp phone
I didn’t wanna leave niggas was just shooting
Felt like I was running for my life
Thought it was dramatic
Or was I traumatized
Laying down at night but I never closed my eyes
Replaying everything heard a lot of crying hear a lot of shooting
Every night was paralyzing I wasn’t even moving
{Hook}
Yeah I grew up in the hood
I had to make it out the section
Everyday I’m waking
Thanking God cause it’s a blessing
I learned few lessons
Even played it cool under the pressure
Moma made a diamond where the tester?
Grew up in the hood
I had to make it out the section
Everyday I’m waking
Thanking God cause it’s a blessing
I learned few lessons
Even played it cool under the pressure
Moma made a diamond where the tester?
{Outro}
Why you not answering ya damn phono?
Broke ass phone
Black ass black ass black ass
Black ass
Black ass? Black-No Humble Yellow ass
Humble Blue Humble Yellow ass
