Hood Rich (Taraji)
[Intro]
We here for a reason
Shoutout my n***a juan from the 910.
That’s a real n***a right there,
b**h I ball.
This ain’t one night.
Come to High Point. f** with me
[Hook]
Dream Chasing but my bars not meek.
Sipping on the henny, b**h Taraji.
Take that paper route let the lord guide me.
Just a young n***a, yea I’m hood rich.
Just a young n***a, yea I’m hood rich.
Go get it on your own.
Go get it on your own.
(Repeat x 1)
[Verse 1]
Mother wished d**h on me.
It almost happened.
Daughter of my own,
Hope that she call daddy.
When she get older,
Tell her my b**h the baddest.
Put her in time out
I had to count up some cabbage.
She wanna f**.
We disappear like it’s magic
Make tonight differ.
Mix the codeine with Fanta.
Call her hoe 3 times,
And then I ride off like santa.
Must have called me naughty.
Nobody got me to present.
Thankful for my loyalty,
Without them I couldn’t manage.
LattThat Sosa,
I remind her of Sammy
You should be my girlfriend
Don’t mean to be so demanding.
Why argue with that b**h
When you can rip off her panties.
She hate me in the streets,
She know that I’m taking chances.
I tell her not to worry
When the lord reach his hand in.
Grab me out that bowl of life.
This dust is recycled.
n***as stab you like Caesar.
No running from Myers.
[Hook]
Dream Chasing but my bars not meek.
Sipping on the henny, b**h Taraji.
Take that paper route let the lord guide me.
Just a young n***a, yea I’m hood rich.
Just a young n***a, yea I’m hood rich.
Go get it on your own.
Go get it on your own.
(Repeat x 1)
[Verse 2]
I just dropped my lady,
Baby momma going dumb.
n***a’s love it when you losing.
Really hate it when you’ve won
Counted up them hundreds,
My daughter turned a month
High risk you get k**ed
Don’t you come around the point.
I can’t f** with you.
You don’t like to work.
I don’t f** with you.
No branch, be switching up.
Talking kitchens, I’m in the field
I swear these n***a’s b**hes,
Need to find a purse.
Catch your main in a skirt,
I’m a hit it raw.
Stayed on beast,
Always been a dog.
f** jumping of the porch.
I just went to war.
Beef take money.
Pesticides miss me.
Your b**h miss me.
My old b**h miss me.
My hand benjamin’s.
In my hand benjamin’s
Yea b**h I ball
b**h I ball.
Yea b**h I ball.
[Hook]
Dream Chasing but my bars not meek.
Sipping on the henny, b**h Taraji.
Take that paper route let the lord guide me.
Just a young n***a, yea I’m hood rich.
Just a young n***a, yea I’m hood rich.
Go get it on your own
Go get it on your own.
(Repeat x 1)
*** Thanks Latt for this lyrics