Lil Baby, Lil Durk - Still Hood lyrics

We got London On Da Track
You was faking it all along
Felt that shit inside my bone
Had a feeling you had told
When I felt it in my soul
And you know your word ain't strong
'Cause they know you getting old
Ever since I been on
We give the trenches hope yeah, yeah

Yeah, keep it a buck
It ain't nobody fucking with us
I can't sit 'round and
Talk about other niggas
That shit old, I don't care what he did
We was cool, but it is what it is now
Broke as fuck, used to live at my man's house
I work hard, they ain't give me no handouts
Bro ain't really a opp, he just fanned out
Came with me, we just slept on the same couch
How you play like it's fuck me
Thеn come back and switch
Up and ask me for something
With thе same mouth?
We have spots in the hood
Make sure everyone good
Beat that bitch for too much
Then we change out
We could be anywhere, we gon' bang out
If you see me, they pay me, I don't hang out
I got too many cars, need a bigger garage
Call the realtor, tell her to change house
This shit deep
I take care of my kids' side of they family
I'm too rich to let somebody handle me
Nah, for real
I pay rent for my young niggas' mama'nem
We got away on the chase, I was one of them
Pay attention to me, you could run it up
I ain't drove it in weeks, gotta warm it up
You gon' D-IE if you come at us
Got a Richard Mille, it's a one-of-one
I was stuck on the block
Ain't have nothing coming in
Every time I fell, I got back up again
I'm gon' practice 'til I fucking win
We ain't brothers
I don't call you niggas twin
Got the hittas trailing me inside a Benz
Everything I got on, I'm tryna times ten
And I don't fuck with y'all niggas
I ain't friendly

I kept it real with you
Why would you lie to me?
You complaining, and you don't even gotta be
I'ma turn up for everyone watching me
I'm on point with this shit 'cause I gotta be
I ain't tripping, I just wanna live good
Would have gave you my all
Probably still would
When I can't get no drank, I don't feel good
Been all over the world, but I'm still hood

I wasn't born with a silver spoon
You ask me for drugs, and can't get 'em gone
My uncle want drugs, I'll give it to him
He thinking he me when I put him on
Auntie fucking in the bedroom
I had to sleep inside a nigga bathroom
Putting duct tape on the air mattress
So the air wouldn't really leave from
Real niggas on standby, all that fake love
I don't need none
I don't really talk cash with a bitch
Unless the bitch really need some
One nigga told me he started
With dimes and nicks
He say he gon' die with a brick
One nigga told me forever gon' carry his gun
That nigga died with his stick
I grew up, a little bit different
And my uncle had cancer
I had to share a room with a junkie
I told you, I grew up
The toughest, came from nothing
Had to wash up with a bucket
Police had told me slow down when I be in
The city 'cause they say
I'm starting a ruckus
Fucked the bitch then give the
Bitch a Plan B
And tell her this shit come with my money

I kept it real with you
Why would you lie to me?
You complaining, and you don't even gotta be
I'ma turn up for everyone watching me
I'm on point with this shit 'cause I gotta be
I ain't tripping, I just wanna live good
Would have gave you my all
Probably still would
When I can't get no drank, I don't feel good
Been all over the world, but I'm still hood

Felt that shit inside my bone
And you know your word ain't strong
'Cause they know you getting old
We got London on the track