This is a song about "Grew up in the hood"

I grew up in new orleans, ball players and rhyme stars,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Who grew up in an age, that grew up on another

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Cause the niggas i grew up wit' wanna see me in a beam

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

See i grew up in new orleans, l.a., with my family,

I don't live in the hood

My nigga, no hook

I grew up in nola city,

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

With so many others still stuck in the hood