Lyrics Hood - Astro

Come to my hood at night
Where we lit up trees like Christmas Eve
Got a girl doing me dirty
But I'm stuck to the bitch cause she's my Eve
Man dem said I wouldn't make it
I'm putting them man dem on disbelief
Married to the game
Now the fame and the hit is what I burst and she conceive

Don't speak when I'm talking (don't talk)
When I show the haters ghost (that's right)
I've scored more goals than sterling
Now my teeth is made of gold
And when I step on the stage
I see your girl at the front flashing her titties
(She a bitch, she a bitch)
Nah man, she a hoe
She just wanna put those nipples where I gold is (gold digger)
Huh, that's right that's right
I love sharp ends not clips and triggers
I earned my strips in the hood
Now my skin looks like I roll with tigers
I've got a gang full of drillers
We don't use machines we drill with knives
Slit a Nigga on the throat
Haha do that crime with no disguise

Mom said my son
Take it slow or soon you'll burn
Hell is real, it's flames are hot
Or the cops could knock
And Get you locked
Either way this shit don't stop
I'm stuck to the game like cold and ice
Man dem taking shots
But I still win the fight with blunted knives
Mom said my son
Take it slow or soon you'll burn
Hell is real, it's flames are hot
Or the cops could knock
And Get you locked
Either way this shit don't stop
I'm stuck to the game like cold and ice
Man dem taking shots
But I still win the fight with blunted knives

Haha I'm stuck in a maze while I'm playing puzzles
I move molly and lean and they the b side to my music hustle
Huh? Man fuck that shit Fuck your packs and all your muscles
You can't roll with wolves
If you don't got dough legal or embezzled
Man I give all I got and I take all I want
Never missing a target (no I don't miss)
Man I'm fresh out the crib, looking fly
As can be Thousand racks in my jacket, (fresh out the oven)
These Niggas they hating
They wanna know the reason behind the money that I get
(Don't tell)
Man I'm doing my music
I make a lot of dough when I put out a project so...

Come to my hood at night
Where we lit up trees like Christmas Eve
Got a girl doing me dirty
But I'm stuck to the bitch cause she's my Eve
Man dem said I wouldn't make it
I'm putting them man dem on disbelief
Married to the game now the fame and the hit
Is what I burst and she conceive
Come to my hood at night
Where we lit up trees like Christmas Eve
Got a girl doing me dirty
But I'm stuck to the bitch cause she's my Eve
Man dem said I wouldn't make it
I'm putting them man dem on disbelief
Married to the game now the fame and the hit
Is what I burst and she conceive

I ain't playing with these Niggas no more man
Niggas claim they hot,lies
Niggas say they killers
But they pussy in my eyes goddam
Niggas say they drip, lies
Only time they drip is when they hospitalized goddam
Can't you not see that I'm hot?
And when I smoke blunts I lit them in zero degrees
Heard you talk to the police
Don't come back to the hood
Or your status is gonna switch to deceased
Fresh in my cool like I'm Colgate (ice ice drip drip)
I'm keeping the drip while I'm walking through hell's gate
My songs are lit witches on burnt stake
You can't get enough till I'm rated with goat aitch

I'm doing marvelous things
Crown in my head
In the booth man I feel like a king
I'm doing marvelous things
Crown in my head
In the booth man I feel like a king

So Come to my hood at night
Where we lit up trees like Christmas Eve
Got a girl doing me dirty
But I'm stuck to the bitch cause she's my Eve
Man dem said I wouldn't make it
I'm putting them man dem on disbelief
Married to the game now the fame and the hit
Is what I burst and she conceive
So Come to my hood at night
Where we lit up trees like Christmas Eve
Got a girl doing me dirty
But I'm stuck to the bitch cause she's my Eve
Man dem said I wouldn't make it
I'm putting them man dem on disbelief
Married to the game now the fame and the hit
Is what I burst and she conceive