HOOD MAYOR

Ernest Ketter

Young Hobbit
High on my concentration, low on communication
Had to change my crib, cars and numbers
A lot of niggas hate me, feds did it sweep

Took all my niggas, left the city shakin
Ain't wishin' jail on no man, but how my opps still playin'
No for real, I'm just sayin
The loudest in the room, be the real motherfuckers fakin

Do three laps around the city before I hit my destination
Take my L's as lessons
Also take my wins, no recognition
That's just clarifications

A bad-bad kid at six, now 26, I'm lit
If I dug that shit, I'd bury up right now
Y'all gon' know I'm rich
That's half a milli' plus my kit

One moment, let me pop my shit
My album drop, they ain't post my shit
That's just what it is when it's politics
Went on tour, put the whole city on

They didn't acknowledge it
Fourth quarter feel like LeBron
Y'all niggas ain't stoppin' shit
Always known to keep it P

They focus on the bigger shit
Nowadays they dyin' over clout
And not the Benjamins
Old bitches glad to see my new bitch ain't for nothin

My old friends wanna be me
Can't hang around if you don't shoot your gun
Black box on the back of that bitch
Make the biggest nigga run

Broke bitches always tryna blackmail
Like they really tellin' somethin

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