Scottie Pimpin - Live From The Hood lyrics

[Intro: Ditta Stacks] Ayooo Yo Live From The Hood man Stacks and JB on the track you heard It's just crazy like When everybody hatin' on you And nobody expect you to make it And you still do what you gotta do It is what it is, you feel me? like Right now I feel like I'm on the top of my game And I'm gettin' it [Verse 1: $cottie P.] Sittin' back and relaxing, in other words we just mackin' Nobody asking questions on how we made it Nothing is what it seems, conversing here with my team About dreams to be most hated Man, I must be faded Feeling I'm Finally Famous (Boy) Momentous occasions every night Hate the feeling but I love the flights Why? Dreams money can buy When your cash flows and bad hoes stacked to the sky But inside Hurt, pain is feeling worse to the point I feel like it won't work unless I put my personal feelings aside I became a machine, along with my team Cause our fans constantly scream for production Although it may seem, I accomplished my dreams But in the end it all means nothin' Catch me with your dream girl, Jennifer Hudson Or something white, cause I like the sight of her blushin' Aw, I'm so absurd When you living like me, impossible ain't a word Word? It get real boy, on a hill boy You are now in tuned with a Hill Boy So tell me it feel boy Stackin' all my bread: chicken and cheese It's like I'm trynna make a meal boy (I guess this is just how I feel boy) [Bridge] [Verse 2: Ditta Stacks] (Ayooo) Young n***a, and on a paper route Mama like the hood, I promised her that I'ma take out Streets hot flow is slow you can see the drought Trynna turn my rythmes into bricks so I can make a house I grind now, knowing it's my year Left my watch on the bed but look at the time here Still talking the past, go get you a timeshare Cause everything you that you talking is cheaper than FineFare I'm getting tired of you lames, I'm getting tired of the struggle I'm getting tired of the trains I guess I'm trynna do thangs, I'm trynna find me a hustle I'm trynna fly in some planes I told ya'll n***as, I'ma have to make a miracle From 14 to 15 I'm 16 and lyrical Girls eyes stuck on my face I call it miracle They walkin' by, screaming "Oh my God" like I'm spiritual Fast money, so why you hesitating Levels to this game, to be with me you need escalation I know I'm hot get off my back, so give me ventilation I ain't signed, I need some registration I'm on my grind like that's my occupation If you knock my hustle you might be due for an expiration Got it? Know you want it but I'ma get it n***a Once you hear me spittin', you quittin' cause you ain't with it n***a (You ain't with it n***a)