P.O.M.B

[Intro]
(Ayo, Pluto, you goin' brazy)
OG hit my line yesterday. He said, "Put them guns down, white flags up and not on no bitch ting". He said he wanna see me blow. I ain't never talk to a nigga in a day in my life though. On God

[Chorus]
Product of my hood, product of my block (On God)
Got some product from my block, and then I made it lock (I did)
Try circling my block, and then you might get shot (You dead)
Product of my hood, product of my block
Swear I seen a lot, that's why I smoke a lot
[?] for some X, hoping they got a lot (On God)
Bet I wipe his nose, but I don't want your snot (Eugh)
Product of my hood, product of my block

[Verse 1]
H-O-O-D-B-A-B-Y
Heard there's youngins on the Jane, they buzzing like a beehive
I ain't never want no fame, get bodies like Paul Campbell
Moving weight then [?] 'cause Peppa he'll never rat
Lost love for my hoop dreams, fell in love with dope fiends
Usually pop Perkies, lately drinking codeine
Seen a bucket OD, they hit him with a Narcan
Then he woke up smarter, all his people bought another gram
Mom told me, "Don't ask on no questions", but Mom I gotta ask
Even if you hood rich, could end up in a casket
Even if you got your gun, you ain't gon' blast it
Even if you came from none, you can make it out to some
On God (Yeah)
Huh, voice of the trenches, voice of my block
Mom telling me to repent, but I got love for my block
Swear I'm heaven sent, I'm a product of my block

[Chorus]
Product of my hood, product of my block (On God)
Got some product from my block, and then I made it lock (I did)
Try circling my block, and then you might get shot (You dead)
Product of my hood, product of my block
Swear I seen a lot, that's why I smoke a lot
[?] for some X, hoping they got a lot (On God)
Bet I wipe his nose, but I don't want your snot (On God)
Product of my hood, product of my block

[Verse 2]
Want a Presidential on my wrist, thinking 'bout Hillary
Link up with the real plug, you can call me Nicky Barnes
Hit you with them hot slugs, make him do a hot walk
Bad bitch wanna fuck now 'cause I'm speaking Patois
Gotta keep my head up, lately I been looking down
I know Mama fed up, got locked, I know fell down (On God)
But I'm a product of my hood, product of my block (On God)
Just not reach for my chain 'cause you getting shot (Rah, rah, rah)
I'm tryna make it out, put on for my block (Yeah)
Since a younging, seen a lot, been through a lot (On God)
Bro showed me my first Glock, then he got knocked (He did)
I'm going through a phase, I'm tryna smoke a lot (On God, yeah)
I'm tryna make it for my hood, tryna make it for my block (Yeah)
Wish a nigga would, man, I been itching to pop (Rrr-rrah)
Bro said I'm a diamond in the rough, I got some dirt on me (On God)

[Chorus]
Product of my hood, product of my block (On God)
Got some product from my block, and then I made it lock (I did)
Try circling my block, and then you might get shot (You dead)
Product of my hood, product of my block
Swear I seen a lot, that's why I smoke a lot (I did)
[?] for some X, hoping they got a lot (On God)
Bet I wipe his nose, but I don't want your snot (On God)
Product of my hood, product of my block

[Outro]
Product of my hood, I'm a product of my block
Mom telling me to repent, but I got love for my block
Product of my hood, I'm a product of my block