Love Me In The Hood

[Intro]
I don’t even know what to say before
This that studio talk
Ha-ha-ha

[Verse]
Yeah
Hello world, it’s Dahv up on the track
Houston we have a problem, I’m launching rockets off the bat
Only ‘bout that action, boss, ain’t out here talkin’ with the gab
Sticking to my call of duty, can’t be fallin’ off the map
And that’s a fact, that this warfare modern
But we battle in the spirit, only swords there harm ‘em
Got my armor: that Ephesians 6
Death to my flesh: only Jesus lives
I said “yes, I confessed”, I don’t plead the fifth
I eat the beat up like it’s some cheese and ritz
I keep the heat up like it’s degrees and ish
I don’t cuss, I just bust like I need a lid (blow)
Don’t talk to demons, unless I tell em “get your mans”
You can ask the beats if I’m the demolition man
Leave ‘em like some ketchup yelling “catch me if you can”
Never mind, I’m on the grind, I’m on my mission man
And the mission’s to love God and all the folks
Not just hitting scenes and getting green like artichokes
And adios, if you ain’t ‘bout that elevation
I got way too much to lose, shout out the brodie, Lathan
Shout out to Araabmuzik, made sure the flow be crazy
This instrumental’s stupid, I’m up for no debating
I cock it back like Cupid, I ain’t got no picks
Don’t care how many, dawg, I’m aiming at your whole clique
And agape my weapon
Anybody can get it
And the soul is the is the goal, boy, it’s ‘bout to get Messi
Destination is Heaven, so you know where we going
And Yahweh the driver, my desire’s to keep it rollin’
Gotta be in the moment, never take it for granted
Grant us patience for the phases so we do more than manage
They love me in the hood, I love by giving back
Romans 12:10 got me going tit for tat (yeah)
Either bless ‘em with the presents and use my gift to wrap
Or I bless ‘em with my presence and use my gift to rap
Yeah, and that’s fact
Yeah, for real a fact
Get the bag full of cash and Imma spill it back
I’m on my Robin Hood, where my guerillas at?Save the day, a green beret is more than a fitted cap
Military-minded, grinding ‘till Imma get the bag
Said that before and now you know, yeah Imma give it back
I’m all about that action, figures I ain’t toying with ‘em
I’m just trynna teach if I can’t reach ‘em then my boy’ll get em
Soil hittin’, seeds are planting
Satan’s kingdom seen the damage
Imma knuckle up and cut ‘em up, I think they need a bandage
And if we trading blows, then Imma keep on landing
I’m jabbing all my foes, I’m making sure they hit the canvas
And that’s a boxing reference
I know a lot won’t get it
I got a lot to say, I know a lot won’t listen
2020 is the year, I got a lot of vision
If you gotta see it to believe it then you probably missin’
Out, you don’t got to believe it if you giving into doubt
We gotta be the change we wanna see, can’t sit and pout
Acting trash and Imma give you Oscars, Mr. Grouch
And Mr-ouch, I’m switchin’ amounts
I’m on the shine, like some gold: a grill in a mouth
And when it’s time, we lock and load, it’s blickity blow
Wow, and when we rock and roll, their pockets low with cheapskates
They couldn’t play their role when they should roll just like some cheap skates
Now their eyes’ll roll, then skip the roll and eat the cheesesteak
What that mean, dawg? It means I’ll be great
Can’t get full off appetizers, I’m just trynna eat great
Can’t preach to the choir when it’s hard for them to think straight
So I’ll just go ignite em, spittin fire till the beat break
Hey, you hear that? I think the beat broke