A Tour of the Neighborhood

Praise up to the most up high

For black Uptempos yo, hardest shits you could come by

Chocolate in the air off the stoop when we would run by

Where custi's get too high, fuck around and somebody gun rise

Regular shit, lean on the head of the whip

Know your block live when outta towners wanna rep where you live

All that you need can be all in reach if you go for real

And down to say hi to a holding cell fore you blow a sale

You know it well

The same place that was good for a number spot

Word to all the Snapple caps that got turned into skully tops

Energy to tear up a pizza parlor in front a cop

Before they built a winery up from outta that number spot

Aside from the rent and who live on top of me

I ain't really change, I'm out here with all kinda lead

Ever since bodega credit and what it got for me

Like splitting heroes up with a knocked kneed to try and beat

Younger me, back when my pops would be out in front the Jeep

Two in the morning, Henny pour while me and my brother sleep

But still was taking care of whatever me and my brother need

No complaints when your crib fit so comfortably

And Leroy Campbell's was like wall paper

But I was out 4,5,6'ing for your paper

My hand hot, same hand I was penning with that would send you death

Right handed but dribbled left, Penny flex

You get the picture? Salute to you

You don't, but this is home, shit do I got stoop for you, let's do it duke

Top up off of the Wrangler be more suitable, easier to catch what be new to you

Come around my way

Come around my way

Come around my way (Creep with me through the neighborhood)

Come around my way

Come around my way

Come around my way

Come around my way (Creep with me through the neighborhood)

Come around my way