2DANEIGHBORHOOD! ft. Kaleb Mitchell Lyrics

You could slide to the neighborhood

You could pull up whenever jus' make sure your paper good

It don't matter the weather jus' make sure the flavor good

She jus' thought we was better man nobody made her do it

So she came to the neighborhood

Yeah yeah...

I feel God in the pen (pen!)

I throw a grip in the wind (wind!)

Cause when I do a new feature I feel like I'm just gon' grip it again

You is not clique wit the fam, look in yo pockets to see what the difference is

Bro got a stick in the whip & a whole lotta bread that I can't even fit in my hands

Back in my hood they idolize the band

Copy the flicks on the gram

She said she wanna be friends

Hadda send her to the can

Whippin my wrist in the lamb

I do a verse wit no hook for a band

Back in the hood wit no hood on the van

We takin our time it was part of the plan

I said we back wit that thang that bang through ya chest like CPR

Back wit the same old kick that I had when the whip was that lame lil plain white car

Back wit same old gang that I came up wit and we still goin way too hard

& and if you tryna find us…

You could slide to the neighborhood

You could pull up whenever jus' make sure your paper good

It don't matter the weather jus' make sure the flavor good

She jus' thought we was better man nobody made her do it

so she came to the neighborhood

Yeah yeah...

I'm from a city where you don't really make it out

I'm on the first and I really wanna make 'em proud

A boy turn to a man, getting paper now

I been working (workin')

Workin (workin')

Anything in my way, I'ma lay it down

& I don't really got the time just for hangin' out

& I'm a grown man girl, I don't play around

& y'all know I'm from the 973

Got a fam & they all gon', eat

To be honest man it's all on, me

I be up, ain't no time for, sleep

Started out wit a dream & a, plan

I been working doin' all that I can

If you ever tryna look for the, boy

Man you already know where I, am

In the neighborhood...

You could pull up whenever jus' make sure your paper good

It don't matter the weather jus' make sure the flavor good

She jus' thought we was better man nobody made her do it

So she came to the neighborhood

You could slide to the neighborhood

You could pull up whenever jus' make sure your paper good

It don't matter the weather jus' make sure the flavor good

She jus' thought we was better man nobody made her do it

So she came to the neighborhood

Yeah yeah...