This is a song about "Hood rich"

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

If theres a time that in the hood

He’ll be making people rich,

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

Call the crib, same number same hood

Better than your bitch would

I don't live in the hood

My bitches fuck me good

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Real nigga shit. hood nigga section.

I get confused when i'm not rich

Where the lips of your teen daughter sits, bitch