Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike June
Songwriter
Lyrics
I can tell you how the hood used to be and how the hood is now
Fuck around and get gunned the fuck down, I swear to God you're too silly nigga
Yeah, you're too silly nigga
Ayy, and ain't no time to get your gun, you better have it on you now
Or else you get ran the fuck down like a clown, you're too silly nigga
Yeah, you're too silly nigga
Ayy, all that talking bout hurt Mike Dawson, they never happy
Mitchell and Ness, new era niggas, they always capping
Shorty live and I'm 45, with a 45 and bone
Hit him with a 10, at least I hit him 4 or 5, my niggas died
So now when I ride, I be dolo, lovin' under the polo
Mercedes is the logo, gang means like solo
We blowed on Osonoko, if you know though, then you know though
Ain't no captions on this photo, all my niggas be on go-go
You know it's fuck the po-po, I ain't tryna go to jail
But it ain't nothin' if I go though, niggas better get they toto
They bouncin' like some pogos, nigga for my brand and logo
Bitch, I bite like a cabolo, Bolo Young with the guns
I came from the slums where everybody got a strap
They like some J's and some 1's, I do my thing where I'm from
I put on for the hood, and fuck with me, I wish all niggas would
I can tell you how the hood used to be and how the hood is now
Fuck around and get gunned the fuck down
Swear to God, you're too silly nigga
Yeah, you're too silly nigga
Yeah, and ain't no time to get your gun, you better have it on you now
Or else you get ran the fuck down like a clown
You're too silly nigga
Yeah, you're too silly nigga
Ayy, I still smell gun smoke as I ride through my bitty
So many niggas died in my city
And nowadays they killin' all the rappers, there's so many pockin' biggies
You made it out to come back, you a frisbee
Cause technically that's silly
You know these motherfuckers gon' hate you
When they get you in they space, they gon' snake you
Don't mean to sound hateful
But this ain't the song to sound playful
I say fuck a gun, some niggas too ungrateful
Cause niggas really hate you
And know they ain't gon' do it to your face
So fuck the money, some gon' hate you cause they ain't you
So you gotta be thankful when they show you and remember what they said
And never let that shit leave your motherfuckin' head
Cause that's how these niggas end up dead
These silly ass niggas have you sittin' in the feds
A silly nigga infestation, they call it all a bitch's bed
Just keep your mind on your kids, get your motherfuckin' bread
I can tell you how the hood used to be and how the hood is now
Fuck around and get gunned the fuck down
Swear to God you too silly nigga
Yeah, you too silly nigga
Yeah, and ain't no time to get your gun
You better have it on you now
Who else you gettin' ran the fuck down like the clown
You too silly nigga
Yeah, you too silly nigga
Ayy, I can tell you how the hood used to be and how the hood is now
Fuck around and get gunned the fuck down
Swear to God you too silly nigga
Yeah, you too silly nigga
Ayy, and ain't no time to get your gun
You better have it on you now
Who else you gettin' ran the fuck down like the clown
You too silly nigga
Yeah, you too silly nigga
Writer(s): Mike June
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