Message 2 tha Hood Songtext
von H20 Hadd

Man it′s just a different world that I done came up in
Man my city getting crazy, I'm just praying that I win
Got me praying up to God, I hope he don′t read me my sins
Put my soul in this music, I'm too busy chasing Ms
I got them Benjamin's on me
Got so much money but I′m still lonely
When I make it to the top I gotta bring my dogs
They be fucking with the kid cause I got too much sauce
I got too much sauce, woah

They don′t really love me, they just want my money
Shit is crazy how it happened, he got hit up in the stomach
He my dawg for sure, no I can't blame him
He out here taking they souls, no they can′t tame him
Now it's a Rollie on my wrist

I been dreaming
Project babies walking in that cement
They put a hole up in my heart, now it keep beeping
He still hiding in the trenches, they can′t see him


They can't see him
He still riding in the hood in that BM
Fifteen thousand on his head, R.I.P him
Shit is crazy cause this baby ain′t me, him

Man it's just a different world that I done came up in
Man my city getting crazy, I'm just praying that I win
Got me praying up to God, I hope he don′t read me my sins
Put my soul in this music, I′m too busy chasing Ms
I got them Benjamin's on me
Got so much money but I′m still lonely
When I make it to the top I gotta bring my dogs
They be fucking with the kid cause I got too much sauce
I got too much sauce, woah

I'mma buy the whole hood when I get a milli
All these young niggas killing for a Richard Millie
A hundred bodies in one week, shit is getting crazy
I was a youngin′ selling weed since I been a baby
Nah nah, don't call my phone
Where was all these people when I didn′t have a home
When I'm turning up my song I hope them people sing along
I'm a different type of youngin′, they can′t make another clone


Twenty bands in my Palm Angels
These ain't regular, my palm really grabbed an angel
When I step up in that room I make them bitches tingle

I gotta go home and my mom waiting

Man it′s just a different world that I done came up in
Man my city getting crazy, I'm just praying that I win
Got me praying up to God, I hope he don′t read me my sins
Put my soul in this music, I'm too busy chasing Ms
I got them Benjamin′s on me
Got so much money but I'm still lonely
When I make it to the top I gotta bring my dogs
They be fucking with the kid cause I got too much sauce
I got too much sauce, woah