This is a song about "My hood love me"

Because i thought my mom would love me more/ nothing but a

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

Until he choked and didnt realized that this is my hood

I die being me,im fucking happy,see my hood see the king

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

Nothing but me and the love of my life nonstop battling,

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

Hoes love me because of my cars

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Your girlfriend want me bad but my love is unwilling

To mcs that don't rhyme good

I send my niggas through your hood