Birdman - Neighborhood lyrics

[Verse 1: Ralo] At night I think about it, them n***as can't without me Them b**hes try to doubt me, a n***a came up out it Talking about it, n***as ain't 'bout it, you just talking How could they doubt me? How could they doubt me? They wasn't around me How could they give and take it from us? All of my n***as that made it with us f** all them haters, they can't get in touch I was impatient, I was in a rush I taking that molly, making her mind up I care for nothing, I made it, I promise f** all the comments, they hating on us Tell them they want this cause nobody done this I be stacking it up, they not be showing no love, I got that sh** out the mud I sit in front of that jug, I didn't have much, I barely made it to court I'm on my mama's support, she didn't abort, I owe that lady the world 'Til I did it for her, for her, she still my favorite girl [Hook: Birdman] Yeah, we move them bricks in my neighborhood Double strap with the macks in my neighborhood We get the money, flip them hundreds in my neighborhood I staying tote stay down in my neighborhood Bust guns and don't trip n***a, clear a round and get flipped n***a Hustle just for them Crips n***a, we do this sh** just for them flips n***a We all gravy in my neighborhood We get them hundreds, keep it running through my neighborhood [Verse 2: Ralo] Counting the bricks, counting the bricks, counting the bricks I want your b**h, you want your b**h, she want the dick Pull up, pull up in that Wraith with the plugs, none of these n***as gon' take it from us f**ing with us, n***a you would, I be f**ing these hoes in the club f** the OP, I know that I did it, all of my n***as gon' handle their business I get it, I spend it, you know that I'm winning, none of my n***as been broke in a minute All of these b**hes embrace me, I think it's because of my bracelet You see that look on they faces, you know them n***as was hating Tell 'em that I'm gonna win, I'm gonna do it again, none of my n***as have been I just got out of the pen, now get rich off a pen Do you remember me selling dope? I used to live at that yellow stone Now a n***a doing better though I ain't ever going back to broke [Hook: Birdman] Yeah, we move them bricks in my neighborhood Double strap with the macks in my neighborhood We get the money, flip them hundreds in my neighborhood I staying tote stay down in my neighborhood Bust guns and don't trip n***a, clear a round and get flipped n***a Hustle just for them Crips n***a, we do this sh** just for them flips n***a We all gravy in my neighborhood We get them hundreds, keep it running through my neighborhood [Verse 3: Derez De'Shon] Ever hear the song? Time ain't money, got the Rollie and they still on me On the highway with no license and they still on me I got a stick on it right now, that loud talking, better pipe down 'Fore I catch a body right now, yeah I'm talking right now Officer outside claiming county 'fore you try, better think about it Wrist roll, n***a bank about it, everybody having paper rounds Most of these n***as be lying, most of these n***as be lying Never committed a crime, pull out a fine, they crying, what's on the back of your mind? I'm on that mob sh**, we steal it, we rob sh**, we k** it No swiping, no cop sh**, in the trench, got dope in the closet in the sk**ets Crips and Bloods show me love in my neighborhood Before you cross me, better be cautious in my neighborhood [Hook: Birdman] Yeah, we move them bricks in my neighborhood Double strap with the macks in my neighborhood We get the money, flip them hundreds in my neighborhood I staying tote stay down in my neighborhood Bust guns and don't trip n***a, clear a round and get flipped n***a Hustle just for them Crips n***a, we do this sh** just for them flips n***a We all gravy in my neighborhood We get them hundreds, keep it running through my neighborhood