Park Ave. - Hood lyrics

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Park Ave. - Hood lyrics

[Verse 1: Phrxnch William$] Everybody just trynna make it out the hood But it don't mean you have to join gangs and sling d** It's like you chinxed up But we finally not chained up But it pains us,To see us getting hanged up Like life locked up Cause ya mans gave you the 40 that was glocked up Now that's another black man off the roster But we all eating like pasta But as soon as you get fettuccini They wanna see a whole go through yo beanie Just cause a n***a flossing and living gleamy That sh** Is crazy However, It's like we could only make it out Playing basketball But we can't basket all When our dreams start to fall But we can't art it all Trynna see what Martin saw He's in the sea But we on the shore Check But when we see shells We always say sure But upside down when I meet ha I might pipe ha(Piper) Flow like Peter, but I Quagmire Now admire my inspirations and my aspirations Felt the vibrations like Haitians but I'm never hating And contemplating on facilitating my illustration To make it out the hood with out gang-banging It's not about trynna be down with drug slinging, gang-banging And like a levy leaving ya brother hanging We all one community trynna get immunity But this rap sh** is all new to me The schism make out the system lets hit em' and not make it to prison with sinning, and cinnamon got them choking but not Insulin I'm laying pipe down but I never put the mic down Slight sound and mispronounce like a dyslexic child Flex hour techs that leave they necks sour But I want the power, to be in the money shower Made man, Ricky Rozay Look both ways before the road play The green a make n***as go wild The golden child made em' red so n***as starting to slow down Proverbs and blow herbs and I'm just concerned That the spoken word of a bird's trynna be heard But I'm just trynna do what I feel And make it to the top without gripping the steel Chill this sh** is real Cause you know they popping off the pill Trynna dream chase, but they not trynna make a mil' Can't wait for the days I don't have to ask for another dollar bill Trill steel a keep you young boys hanging still Don't get k**ed, bill

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