This is a song about "Making it out the hood"

He's out making product move with the cops in hot pursuit,

All my niggas get together to gather loot

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

Im just a kid tryna move out the hood

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

America's mirror, making it in pelican's tare, reaping the shallow, leaving the

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

Not born in a hood place and got good decision making

Please, we avoid pagan the pace is far more amazing

Call the crib, same number same hood

Lobsters and shrimp im good

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

To win a battle you need your neighborhood, i call it the hater's hood