This is a song about "I grew up in the hood"

Then i will cut a bitch up an then leave them in the hood

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

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

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

I grew up in different places, never truly safe and good,

Grew up in the suburbs

Singing my life with his words

Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

Sometimes i would sneak out in the night with my black hood

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

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

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

I grew up in florida,but from the m.i.a all the way georgia we on the same shit