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A Moneyy - Hood Stories Lyrics



A Moneyy - Hood Stories Lyrics




Plastic on the sofa cyberchase no cable
F*ck a label
From the jungle hard to get love once you get it then they hate you
I'm a product of the system diamond tested
Flawless rating
Backend legal we gon get rich never basic born for greatness
Roaches in the crib my bro trained shawty in the staircase
Caught 5 bodies in the same group homie wife's her don't you save her
Making projects in the projects countless hood stories
Why the toxic things in life looking so good to me

Bully wanna be a tough guy til I call the shooter
Nothing in the fridge a nigga eating ramen
Noodles
4 am no sleep I'm waiting for the open up
Homie chickened out you setting back the both of us
No more plug talk ran off niggas one too many times
Homie lurked my page 3 months still tryna get my lined
I was down but no apologies a nigga need it
Money hungry ain't dry snitching but just know I'm wit it
Dealt with few hoes head from Pluto kept it cool doe
Said she need me bitch too greedy told her toodles
She a eater from jamaica got no visa
Money stacking where's the paper I'm John cena

Plastic on the sofa cyberchase no cable
F*ck a label
From the jungle hard to get love once you get it then they hate you
I'm a product of the system diamond tested
Flawless rating
Backend legal we gon get rich never basic born for greatness
Roaches in the crib my bro trained shawty in the staircase
Caught 5 bodies by the same group homie wife's her don't you save her
Making projects in the projects countless hood stories
Why the toxic things in life looking so good to me

This ain't runtz it's sour never been a capper
Money Mitch the vision mindset of a trapper
Headcracked just to eat the night on my last dollar
Ass bet on my life they doubted I would prosper
One relationship is all it take to hate a bitch
Touched Bahamas with my family nights I prayed for this
What don't kill me make me stronger homie bluffing grip
Lotta gun talk if you live by it you die by it
15 niggas on the corner tried to stain my homie
They ain't scoring on my brothers run up by my doley
Only 16 most my uncles had caught felonies
Been a problem child my stubbornness my enemy

Plastic on the sofa cyberchase no cable
F*ck a label
From the jungle hard to get love once you get it then they hate you
I'm a product of the system diamond tested
Flawless rating
Backend legal we gon get rich never basic born for greatness
Roaches in the crib my bro trained shawty in the staircase
Caught 5 bodies by the same group homie wife's her don't you save her
Making projects in the projects countless hood stories
Why the toxic things in life looking so good to me
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Plastic on the sofa cyberchase no cable
F*ck a label
From the jungle hard to get love once you get it then they hate you
I'm a product of the system diamond tested
Flawless rating
Backend legal we gon get rich never basic born for greatness
Roaches in the crib my bro trained shawty in the staircase
Caught 5 bodies in the same group homie wife's her don't you save her
Making projects in the projects countless hood stories
Why the toxic things in life looking so good to me

Bully wanna be a tough guy til I call the shooter
Nothing in the fridge a nigga eating ramen
Noodles
4 am no sleep I'm waiting for the open up
Homie chickened out you setting back the both of us
No more plug talk ran off niggas one too many times
Homie lurked my page 3 months still tryna get my lined
I was down but no apologies a nigga need it
Money hungry ain't dry snitching but just know I'm wit it
Dealt with few hoes head from Pluto kept it cool doe
Said she need me bitch too greedy told her toodles
She a eater from jamaica got no visa
Money stacking where's the paper I'm John cena

Plastic on the sofa cyberchase no cable
F*ck a label
From the jungle hard to get love once you get it then they hate you
I'm a product of the system diamond tested
Flawless rating
Backend legal we gon get rich never basic born for greatness
Roaches in the crib my bro trained shawty in the staircase
Caught 5 bodies by the same group homie wife's her don't you save her
Making projects in the projects countless hood stories
Why the toxic things in life looking so good to me

This ain't runtz it's sour never been a capper
Money Mitch the vision mindset of a trapper
Headcracked just to eat the night on my last dollar
Ass bet on my life they doubted I would prosper
One relationship is all it take to hate a bitch
Touched Bahamas with my family nights I prayed for this
What don't kill me make me stronger homie bluffing grip
Lotta gun talk if you live by it you die by it
15 niggas on the corner tried to stain my homie
They ain't scoring on my brothers run up by my doley
Only 16 most my uncles had caught felonies
Been a problem child my stubbornness my enemy

Plastic on the sofa cyberchase no cable
F*ck a label
From the jungle hard to get love once you get it then they hate you
I'm a product of the system diamond tested
Flawless rating
Backend legal we gon get rich never basic born for greatness
Roaches in the crib my bro trained shawty in the staircase
Caught 5 bodies by the same group homie wife's her don't you save her
Making projects in the projects countless hood stories
Why the toxic things in life looking so good to me
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Writer: Adam Johnson
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Language: English
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