[Verse 1]

In the hood you get props if you shot somebody

If you got shot, everybody thinks you tight

Lives being taken fast like a Maserati

How we give a thug props coz he takes a life?

If you get locked, then you get stripes for doing some time

Get praised like Christ for doing the crime

Wrote this song at night with you on my mind

Do anything in life coz you wanna shine

I know we living in America where we got everything that we need

But yet we still don't know

About anything or why we exist

So we keep popping Crys tryna chase that dough

Yeah it's true and we love to party

All the ladies tryna make their figures look like Barbies

All alone while we dying inside

Coz we spiritually blind and we don't hear the Lord calling

[Verse 2]

They don't want truth so they can't see error

They ain't come up in the C.C. era

Wanna see Ciara on a PC era

Like they get trapped in the B.C. era

See error, they don't see Pharaoh

Holding his whips, might seem narrow

Can't see the devil man blowing them a kiss

Give 'em what they want but ain't showing them the risk

Showing them the ice, showing them the wrist

Showing them the life but ain't showing them the rest

Rest like a little bit of sleep

They shop the mall in the middle of the week

Walk out with bags like a little bit of sleep

Work Wednesday like the middle of the week

Drummer plays just to get 'em on their feet

And they step to the-step to the rhythm of the beat

[Verse 3]

In the hood you get props if you popping work

And if you try to work some cats think you soft

Say you gotta have heat when you walk the block

Coz on the streets you never know what's popping off

But that's the way we make it, we slaves to all that

We gots to fall back and think about life

Coz it's precious and it's sacred

A gift from Christ that we can't get twice

Yeah I know that we chase the riches

We must admit this, it adds significance

Or at least we think it does

And when it fails, we inhale and drink it up

So we drown in our own depression

And keep suppressing the truth that we know

Of the fact that God exists

And we dismiss the question of where will we go when we die?