Hood Flix
[Verse 1]

Reminiscing, on the hard times and how it used to be
The road to success was never something you could see
It’s probably because of robberies, man it’s gotta be
Something wrong with me, got me feeling like they watching me
From across the street bet they tapping my phone
Matter of fact let me -shhh- they probably tapped my home damn
My mental is gone dog they got me paranoid
Me and all my niggas probably on polaroid pictures
Kicking it with snitching ass informants
Not knowing, they're putting on one hell of a performance
These niggas out here ratting like the cheese made of gold
Should’ve known by the purses and tight clothes they hoes
Foes, opportunist, opposing opponents
Should’ve stayed my ass in the house during Covid
But I didn’t, and now I got a bad case of rat poison
Caught in the trap, it’s hard to avoid them

[Hook]
What the fuck is wrong with you niggas man
Pointing fingers on the witness stand
I don’t need you niggas rolling with me man
You gon’ fuck around and make me kill a man

[Verse 2]

Waking up from my little miniature nap
By a visitor to close to my perimeter
I quickly grab the finisher out of the cylinder shaped contraption
Been praying for some action it won’t be a late reaction
No delay I gets to clapping at the other faction no distraction
Just the sound of a k cracking
They shoot back and a whole gunfight ensues
Here comes the boys in blue but I ain’t making the news
Because I’ma go out, like the fucking G I is
Wit a Mac Bearnie tell ‘em how it T-I is
12 screaming come out with your hands up peacefully
Shit, after all I did recently
I know what’s on the other side of that door greeting me
Gleefully, y’all are gonna make Swiss cheese of me
I grip tighter, throw up a lighter, start a fire
Cock back and Pratt like Kyla

[End]