This is a song about "The hood niggas"

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

Instead to get the respect your dissin your own hood

You see now that nigga lonely

I got the hood behind me

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

Out the hood, out for good, hating niggas wished they could

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

They just wanna dance

Trapping with the hood rats

Aye, hold your head homie, look

I don't live in the hood