Neighborhood Villian

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Jordan Hendrix

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It's seems I'm the neighborhood villain the way y'all hated me 
I was down bad nobody had a thing for me 
I was going broke aint nobody even came for me 
I remember all those times it was nigga get away from me 
All i had was grind so that means i had to work for free 
I was so down i didn't think it was an up for me 
Nobody by my side so like no one even stuck to me
yea i there was some folks but it felt like they aint f*ck with me

Nigga wishing me luck on some shit like they my friends
Never telling a nigga ways on how he can get plugged in
Like you got lil bruh then done bullshit advice
Never some money tips or some shit that'll save yo life
Niggas starving as jit from the times i wasn't rich
Had me and big sis bread water out the fridge
Ain't threw a fit doesn't mean i was content
It's just means i had a blessing and ik this shit ain't it
Momma struggling to make the ends cuz she had bout 4 kids Working every single day 8 to 16 hour shifts
And daddy left at 9 told myself that i was fine tho
At age of 12 is the year i stopped the crying tho
The day i learn the lesson
It was my time to go to heaven
Cuz my daddy didn't want me
But i see that as a blessing
Cuz momma did
She's the only reason I'm up in this bitch
Now I'm praising god for mom cuz she was heaven sent
Growing up without a dad just mean u ain't man
Cuz ya momma couldn't teach ya what that bitch nigga can
But i grew up on my own and I'm as hard as it gets 
So my daddy wasn't there does that mean I'm a bitch 

I'm a hood kid fasho
But i ain't Have to sell no dope
Out here struggling like the rest
I was living check to check
Yea i wasn't selling dope but i still had a finesse 
I was stealing from the store and robbing old folks out they wallet
Yea i wasn't popping shit but i still was way outta pocket
I can't wait for all them big bands to be bussin out my wallet
I went with out so many times a nigga couldn't count it
Im going be rich just saw it in a dream so i can't doubt it
Need a M and nigga i ain't talking mayonnaise sandwich
I need a big bag if you standing in my way you getting a toe tag
Can't wait for section 8 just to be a fucking throw back
A nigga couldn't change my fucking path like a blow back
Niggas falling out it won't affect cuz my daddy already did that
Tryna stop my fame yea I'll definitely push yo shit back
Now a nigga popping definitely can't get yo bitch back
No more life up in the rocks dawg
Fam up on the top dawg
Moms is going be rich so it's forever f*ck my pops dawg
If money was relish then mother fuckin I'm the hot dog
Drip spicy like hot sauce
Hard workin need my rocks off
Born up in the paint because I'm going mother fucking pop off

It's seems I'm the neighborhood villain the way y'all hated me 
I was down bad nobody had a thing for me 
I was going broke aint nobody even came for me 
I remember all those times it was nigga get away from me 
All i had was grind so that means i had to work for free 
I was so down i didn't think it was an up for me 
Nobody by my side so like no one even stuck to me
Yea i there was some folks but it felt like they aint f*ck with me

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