Hood Motivation ft. D3 Lyrics

Turn me up, Sly

I know I'm a young nigga, but I give the hood motivation

Swear to God, I came a long way from the basement

I seen niggas laying on that pavement

Had to chase my dreams, I got tired of waiting

I know I got shit I gotta heal from

Ever wonder where your next meal from

We ain't have no money for no J's, we used to steal them

If I ever see my opp, you know I gotta kill him

I can't be around no fake niggas, I don't feel them

I just got a call from my mama

Just killed my big brother, my big cousin

She hurt for real

Gotta keep close to the ones you love, man

You can't heal my pain, I was dancing in the rain

I had blood on my clothes

Shit ain't been the same, hoping that it change

I know not to give my love to these hoes

Gotta leave a stain, aiming for his brain

I know niggas die what they pour

Catch him at a red light, go

Can't believe they really took my bro

Life a dangerous game, I swear to God that bitch a hoe

You can't trust your friends, they quick to get a low

Tell my mama she get what she want

I just gotta blow first

Long live Connie

Long live Mama Love

Long live Uncle Jay

And I appeal to all my father's sons and daughters

I'm on my ass, so I left and went to Granny House

We was dead broke, we could even buy none from the candy house

I ain't really have shit, I was wearing Dre hand-me-downs

She ain't wanna fuck me way back then, but she let me now

Here for a hundred thousand, now they all love me now

Motherfuckers who ain't even see the vision, trying to come around

Better think twice before you play, we'll bring them choppers out

Niggas taxing for the lows, fuck it, we gon' shop around

Bitches tapping in, cause they see a nigga up now

Couple niggas changed, I don't know who to trust now

Everyday up in these trenches, niggas getting gunned down

Table's turned, bitches wanna fuck, I don't even wanna fuck now

I know I'm a young nigga, but I give to hood motivation

Swear to God, I came a long way from the basement

I seen niggas laying on that pavement

Had to chase my dreams, I got tired of waiting

I know I got shit I gotta heal from

Ever wonder where your next meal from

We ain't have no money for no J's, we used to steal them

If I ever see my opp, you know I gotta kill him

I can't be around no fake niggas, I don't feel them

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