This is a song about "Not being hood enough"

Not poor, not rich, but just enough to pull it through

Girl you're my reflection, all i see is you

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

May not make enough to get it

Just cause im not shootin, smoking, or crippin in the hood

Seen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook

I say what i feel, its not being rude it's being real

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

It gets tricky without tha cash this hour glass not long enough

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

It's not working after all. i think we had enough.

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.