I miss the sound of the paper racing across the road
How the transformers use to explode
I miss my hood lord knows
My friends we use to get high
Cool with all the fellas so we didn’t have to buy
Too much fun on the block no need to ride
Walking til the sun come up not wasting time
Boys holla at me left at right
But I had my own little cutie he was my midnight
Waiting for the bus it was like a 150 of us
Dang we was deep
Want nobody messing with our team
I remember breaking this girl noise she was 6’3 but she want messing with lil ol me
They called me lil dro realest on the street
Doing girls hair that needed a major make over for free
Sneaking out the back door so mommy want smoke all my weed
Girls having babys they cant feed
Boys chasing the girls with the disease
Mommy trying get a quarter so she can go up the street
She get crumbs for 3 dollars
And if they yell what up she hollas
But I aint knock my mommy
While im chasing after that one thing
Happiness for that woman
People said I was evil so what and
I took care of my family they couldn’t do that much
And because I was from the hood I was a thug
Scared to be around me like I had war
Memories how I miss my hood why they had to tear it down
Now on this northside like
Man F*** this s*** wack now