This is a song about "Hood anthem"

Feeling blessed i was never in that hood

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

I send my niggas through your hood

This information is vital, look

I got the hood behind me

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

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

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

Trapping with the hood rats

He just get her bigger bags

That's right bitches, i aint from the hood

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good