Hoods Hottest (Season 2)

It ain’t the first time

I ever took a chase

I was only 16

With a fully on my waist

Didn’t want to show my face

So it’s a Bally or mask

Ask about the block

You know we fully on task

Let me tell you about my past

Blue lights then I dash

I do it for this money

Said I do it for the cash

No cap

I’m trying to get me my racks stacked

Blaze another Spliff up in a back-strap

I’m different when I back that

And I ain’t beefing over Snapchat

Why you want to act like that

You ain’t ever seen a mash like that

You ain’t ever seen a kid get splashed

Stop it with the verbal cause’ you end up like the last

No they ain’t no competition on the block and I’ll be baiting em’ out

If I ever see a opp mans taking him out

Get rocked for your chain and watch

We ain’t the same I don’t play no games

Then I’m out on these M-way lanes

Tell my bitch I take trips

I’m tryna’ get rich

I ain’t tryna’ get nicked

No snitch

Gotta stick to the road

If you want to make it through you got to stick to the code

I can never trust a hoe

Got snaked by my bro

Thought I didn’t know

Tried to keep it on the low

I ain’t needing no snakes

Still expose the fakes

Always doing what it takes

So I can never be late

I’m on a midnight glide

I’ll be riding

I’ll be riding out

Stacking up my funds

And I’ll be hiding from the tridents now

Paper on the block

It’s getting later on the clock

But the gwap don’t stop

Need to double up the prof

Turning ones into twos

You couldn’t even run in these shoes

You know the money be the motive

We got nothing to lose

I’m in the mood for a million views

Making moves

While I’m spinning the food

I’ll be stepping with a tool

So don’t get it confused

No stressing

When I G-check him

I got the weapon

Full of sweets

I’m going to refresh him

And If I catch him on the streets

I’m gona teach lessons

And I ain’t never losing sleep

I’m never regretting

I ain’t never giving det’s

Wont speak up on a question

We be running from police

Trying to preach when they arresting

That’s why I never taking a rest

Survival of the fittest

I’m just trying to be my best

No less

I’m only stepping with a vest

No flesh

Can be exposing

This the type of life

Type of life

That I ain’t chosen

Got to get the hoes in

I keep the flows out

Need to keep it on the low

Incase the snitches run their mouth

I ain’t never in doubt

Never do it for the clout

No time to be doused

Phone my line for a ounce

We can find the amount

That you’re looking for

Invest in Cali packs

N bring it back

And push it more

I’m only putting up stores

When the cats want four

Smoke a bat got the Cali

Glowing up in my raw

Forget my past

When I take another hit of me draw

Got the pop smoke

Spliffin’ up

Christian Dior

Got a Gyali

She a baddie

And she want more

Find me with a bally

I ain’t fucking with no Tom Ford

She call me Muhammad-Ali because I’m too fast

Jumping into alleys everytime I see the blue flash