King Los - With My Hoodie On lyrics

Yo, yo, yo
I need the entire world to hear me right now
The entire world, baby it’s Los
I just came here tonight to celebrate
The life of Trayvon Martin
Put your hoodie on

I then came up (came up) got mine (got mine)
Thinking heart breaks (heart break)
Now it’s my time (it’s my time)
If God willing to kick me off this block
(wit my hoodie on)
The Lord’s grilling because I’m in that drop
(wit my hoodie on) i ride (wit my hoodie on)
I hustle (wit my hoodie on)
Damn right, I represent the struggle
(wit my hoodie on) i ride (wit my hoodie on)
I hustle (wit my hoodie on)
Damn right, I represent the struggle
(wit my hoodie on)

God gave us the ability to love
They took it from us and
Gave us hostility and drugs
Eff if you’re not feeling me
My father got murdered fifteen years ago
Nigga I still need a hug true shit
It’s like I lost the best friend that I had
So in return
He returned me this pen and this pad
This passion is pain, this willing is dry
This firey ambition so willing to ride
For this feeling I feel in my heart
If you ain’t riding with me
I’m willing to walk
Like I’m wrestling for this one shot
Feeling like Trayvon on the lawn
Before the gun shot
I ain’t getting my up to no good on
They just wanna kill me cause
I put my hood on but fuck whatever they on
I forever put my hood on, Trayvon

I then came up (came up) got mine (got mine)
Thinking heart breaks (heart break)
Now it’s my time (it’s my time)
If God willing to kick me off this block
(wit my hoodie on)
The Lord’s grilling because I’m in that drop
(wit my hoodie on) i ride (wit my hoodie on)
I hustle (wit my hoodie on)
Damn right, I represent the struggle
(wit my hoodie on) i ride (wit my hoodie on)
I hustle (wit my hoodie on)
Damn right, I represent the struggle
(wit my hoodie on)

The dash on my Maserati is digital
It got em’ asking if my Versaci original
I pick and pose for the paparazzi I pivot for
My rings and watches make
Liberace look pitiful
Staring out my twenty foot
Windows with steal curtains
Reminiscing on when my momma
Was still working
The block that I’m from, the way that I live
And how I probably never change
That’s the way that it is
So I’m giving out love in
Exchange for the war
And I’m lifting up my hood
Like I’m changing the oil
Just trying to add to your drive
Turn your feuds into fuel they
Be mad you arrived
I can’t get you sunshine and
The mist of the rain
All I can offer is a smile
In the mist of your pain
Like fuck whatever they on
I forever put my hood on, Trayvon

I then came up (came up) got mine (got mine)
Thinking heart breaks (heart break)
Now it’s my time (it’s my time)
If God willing to kick me off this block
(wit my hoodie on)
The Lord’s grilling because I’m in that drop
(wit my hoodie on) i ride (wit my hoodie on)
I hustle (wit my hoodie on)
Damn right, I represent the struggle
(wit my hoodie on) i ride (wit my hoodie on)
I hustle (wit my hoodie on)
Damn right, I represent the struggle
(wit my hoodie on)

This one’s for you, Trayvon wit my hoodie on