Neighborhood Hero (feat. SULI)
Kinga World
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Uh, yeah Ain't no interlude Said she in the mood Grab my tennis shoes People ask me questions like the police, no more interviews Gin and juice Sipping in the summer, in the winter too Seen you staring at the kid like "whatchu tryna get into?" Hit yo baby momma right before a nigga hit the booth Granddad gave advice like this is how we did in '62 You know that she's a freak, she want some dick and imma give it to her I ain't say a word she said "you heard?", that hoe is from New York Lawyer fees, royalties, and I ain't never been to court Roll the weed, more of trees, so you would think that this a forest Swing my nuts while counting bucks, I'm Giannis to these muthafucks Could you give me everything and more, I never ask for much 2016 We was having turkey sandwiches for lunch Just me and Kenny, Jamisen, we all looked like The Brady Bunch Yeah, riding the wave High as a bitch like I'm flying to space Back in the dorms we was sneaking in bitches And bringing em up through the fire escape Ain't no discussion, I'm making something from nothing Even when a nigga is like 400 miles away This is child's play The world is my playground, always remember you gotta smile today Believe in miracles you see I'm an eyewitness Nothing lasts forever, the memories die with us Minding my business trying to find which bitch is my interest Nicotine in my system, the distance of picket fences, word Yeah, Off-White on my sneakers yeah it's on tonight Trust my gut in any instance either wrong or right Yeah, made it this far nigga imma stay for good Yeah, this one's for the muthafuckin neighborhood So pour it up, then throw it up The cops roll by, go sober up F*ck wrong with these niggas, ask your chick I bet she know what's up Wrote this rap while smoking Black and Mild, bumping Doja Cat (Lemme get sum) And J. Cole, saying "no role models", bitch so ain't no going back (Lemme get sum) Look, time for me to get back to myself cause I been living lost I'm barely eating, I'm finding my chef cause steak bowls got a cost I'm, barely breathing but I'm barely seeing the ways I'll take a lost Every action looking like a boss, my smile white cause I'm flossy I know my niggas won't fold gon and take a look at your posse I'm cold the world is so frosty, I show my pain like I'm Motley Yah yah, the flow be so godly Ta ta, the old me don't call me Chest to chest with both girls, the best of both worlds I'm groomed to pop like I'm Miley Nigga we going for the improbable, making Ms, chasing improbable Nigga scamming for the credit like college do Nigga never let a bottom get on top of you She squeeze, turn me on, nigga nozzle moves Please please, turn it off shit awful dude The flawless dude, nigga they call him "Cool Suli" Your bitch never knew just wanted to consume me, bitch Yeah, consume me, the new eats Who's having beef with a nigga getting blue cheese Too deep, finna drown in a room of loose leaves I'm like Spike Lee see my life is a movie If I had a twin, she would still choose me You the next man up, may I ask who's he St. Louis is the home, Kinga is unruly And I'm known as the 2022 Tunechi, me and Suli Yeah, Off-White on my sneakers yeah it's on tonight Trust my gut in any instance either wrong or right Yeah, made it this far nigga imma stay for good Yeah, this one's for the muthafuckin neighborhood So pour it up, then throw it up The cops roll by, go sober up F*ck wrong with these niggas, ask your chick I bet she know what's up Wrote this rap while smoking Black and Mild, bumping Doja Cat And J. Cole, saying "no role models", bitch so ain't no going back It's f*ck the world until my dick falls off Suburban kid, I remember when I used to get called soft Like it was my choice to be a part of the circumstances I lived in No handouts, this wasn't given, I handle all my decisions A candlelight in a dark room, come and follow the leader Use Kinga to get your streams up, just call for a feature It's all or nothing tonight girl, I offer to eat her I'm taking them drawers off, and she's bald like an eagle And people don't believe I deserve all my accolades They would rather see a nigga pass away But won't happen, K Cause nigga I'm good, I don't have to touch money like Apple Pay I'm turning passion into purpose So deep and I barely scratched the surface Rap god how I'm rapping on these verses Dream big but you have to be determined, my turn then Whatever happened to wanting to be a doctor Influenced by the TV his posture is getting softer, look Who's gonna tell him you're gonna have to be proper Impress the white man until you feel like an imposter, word Top tier acting I got an Oscar She's hopped on every roster Get crossed like her name was Crawford Yeah, yeah Okay, yeah He's a neighborhood hero, nigga
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