HOOD LULLABY ft. Aparii & Zateb Lyrics

Movin around like a soldier baby

I know this ain't what they wanna see

Your ex nigga lost cause he broker baby

But for me you gave it all for free

I got a voice in my head, that be running around

It be bugging me, telling me that I might drown

In a fountain of drip but aint calming down

Smoking high in the sky nah i ain't coming down

Like thief in the night, no i won't make a sound

Got a rider, the type that'll beat all the odds

Slim n you thick, yeah I need a manaj

Can't tell you past so I put a facade

Got to many mini me's

If you matching wit me i need plenty gs

I could never be scared to make enemies

All you niggas be bitch you ain't friendin me

I'm wit the gang finally shoppin now

Dont give no fuck what you talkin bout

All my niggas gon get it, my niggas be wit it

You niggas be hoes tryna talk it out

All my niggas just slide and we walk it out

Can't fold or cap bitch cause I'm poppin now

I just keep counting stacks now i lost my count

Like a thief in the night never poppin out

Y'all acting so confused

Bitch are you dumb or amused?

Feeling like what the fuck should i do Fuckin y'all up in the stu

Y'all niggas is whack

I was so down on my ass

Woke up and got me a bag and i slide and i spazz

Everytime I'm on the map, I'm fuckin y'all up on these tracks

If we pull up they not walking out

Outline gotta chalk em out

He be on bullshit capping mad shit

Bro what is you talking bout

We got yo bitch and she popping out

We on the story she cropping out

I don't be tripping bout women I'm worried bout filling my pockets now

You gotta stop it now

You gotta uh

Get you some business

You all in my ear bout some bitches

I never wanna hear it

I'm finna sample my voice it's an instrument I got the right and all the clearance

Sick of the little interference

Sick of my niggas disappearing

Still feel the spirit wish when I ask em for help they could hear it

Bitch you know who it is, i ain't even gon play play

Hit em down now he calling out mayday

Heard he starting to plot

And he calling them shots

Then we spinning the block like a beyblade

Never been the one for all them games bae

You feel blessed when i look achoo

Feels like the devils been tryna get in to me

Sorry my energy couldn't match you

Starting to recognized

Your vibe is suicide

Realizing you can't get nothing from me

Singing them lullabies

Melodies full of lies

Realizing solo is something for me

Perky perky, ima need it I'm stressing out

Slurpy slurpy, to the henny I'm checking out

Love what you need n then hold it to be

Cause young niggas like me never got it for free

I see the look in his eye

He seeing pain like a rinnegan

He talking shit til we run in his house He can't reanimate now yo nigga gone

My chopper singing like Giveon

I need it all not a penny gone

Showed you I spaz I got plenty songs

My bitch got fenty on

She getting nasty she got some ass and she got her titties done

They could never see me well

Yo bitch need a BBL

I don't need clout I just wanna make sure that my CD sell

Right on my wish list I had a thicc bitch and I got it all for Christmas

They got the sickness they on my dick shit crazy lil niggas fugazi

I'm wit the gang yeah we run it up

Weak on the beat yeah that nigga just fucked it up

These niggas bitches not tough as us

I need a Rollie to really just shut em up

Feelin so loose off this double cup

Bitch and you know we on go

And we switch up the flow

And these niggas is dumb asf

Slide on the beat and we run it up

They got me feelin my best

Bitch ima beast so i bang in my chest

They wanna put me to rest

Bitch you a pond and this mufakin chess

Niggas can't check me

Going to hard this the best me

I need the guap n a checks please

Told them to check it out but he couldn't test me

Movin around like a soldier baby

I knowin this ain't what they wanna see

Your ex nigga lost cause he broker baby

But for me you gave it all for free

I got a voice in my head, that be running around

It be bugging me

Tellin me that I might drown

In a fountain of drip but aint calming down

Smoking high in the sky nah i ain't coming down

Like a thief in the night, no i won't make a sound

Got a rider, the type that'll beat all the odds

Slim and you thick, yeah I need a manaj

Can't tell you past so I put a facade

Got to many mini me's

If you matching wit me i need plenty gs

I could never be scared to make enemies

All you niggas be bitch you ain't friendin me