[Verse]

A wise man, he told me this, he said that ignorance is bliss

Well, if this ignorance is bliss, then why you niggas carry clips?

Tryna catch a nigga slip

Probably runnin' up a lip, or just for fuckin’ with his chick

Man, that shit don't make no sense

Man, you selfish as fuck

You got your baby mama riding with you

Banging out the window, now your baby mama dying with you

Damn, I hope to God that she ain't ask for this life

But then again, she knew you bang, so did she ask for this life?

I’m drinking too much

Trippin' off the bottle, thinkin' too much

Drinking too much

Maybe I should sit this bottle down

'Cause niggas hella quick to shoot, nobody wanna squabble now

I'm 'bout to cop a 9 too, huh

But bustin' back won't bring my brother back

You got a gun, you feel it hard, ain’t hearin’ none of that

You love your hood, you love your street, and all the colors that you reppin'

Prolly end up dead or jailed and then your child is left neglected, what the fuck, nigga?

So what the fuck, nigga?

Man, so what the fuck, nigga?

Tell ya mama you don’t love 'em

I'll tell ya family you don't love ’em

Hey, tell ya chil'ren you don't love 'em

Cause if you love 'em, why the fuck do you bang?

[Outro]

Answer that

Oh, I know, 'cause you just wanna be a hood nigga

Forgot the object is to get up out the hood, nigga

Huh, I know some women love a hood nigga

You want your kids to have a father, find a good nigga

Huh, but you just wanna be a hood nigga

Forgot the object is to get up out the hood, nigga