03, I'm a n***a in my hood, turn the voice up
Yeah, I'm a n***aa in my hood

I'm the n***a in my hood, peda roll model
Now a n***a in the club, poppin' gold bottles
I be thinkin' I'm the man, what you know about it
Bitch, I'm greedy for the bread, get the dough outta her
I'm the n***a in my hood, peda roll model
Now a n***a in the club, poppin' gold bottles
I be thinkin' I'm the man, what you know about it
Bitch, I'm greedy for the bread, get the dough outta her

I'ma beat the thing down for a whole hour
Hot sex, latex in the cold shower
I gotta strap up these days
Cause these bitches act up these days
I'm too afraid
I got to get paid
I got the fame
Before I start seeing' the change
Now I got a chain
She givin' me brain
I don't know her name
She know me and know I ain't lame
I'm a n***a in my set, you know what I rep
Sorry, ridin' with the tech, just for my protect
Straight up out the projects with the new Patek
That bitch, tryna flexin somethin
Or maybe petite, none of my hoes are petite
You know I'm a freak, she act like a hoe in the streets
But keep it 03 in the streets, that's my one
My one
She's rollin' my blunt
She's rollin' my blunt
Do what I want
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
03
I'm the n***a in my hood, peda roll model
Now a n***a in the club, poppin' gold bottles
I be thinkin' I'm the man, what you know about it
Bitch, I'm greedy for the bread, get the dough outta her
I'm the n***a in my hood, peda roll model
Now a n***a in the club, poppin' gold bottles
I be thinkin' I'm the man, what you know about it
Bitch, I'm greedy for the bread, get the dough outta her


Me and Greedy in the game
Poppin' gold bottles
I be thinkin' I'm the man
Yeah, she know about it
To young n***as from my hood
We the role models
You might catch me in love
From my whole hottie
Baby wanna leave with me
And go full throttle
I just do her how I want
Cause I'm really poppin'
Baby need a real n***a
She got no options
I'm that n***a in my hood
Yeah, she know about it
That's my down-ass bitch
She gon' run it up
Too much money on my brain
I am not in love
You stick around when I was down
You are not with us
I'm really tired of all these fake niggs poppin' up
I'm with my n***as and we hit the city, squaded up
Got my brodie in the back, he got the thing tucked
I ain't never been a n***a tryna act tough
But he gon' go for me if you act up
I'm the n***a in my hood, peda roll model
Now a n***a in the club, poppin' gold bottles
I be thinkin' I'm the man, what you know about it
Bitch, I'm greedy for the bread, get the dough outta her
I'm the n***a in my hood, peda roll model
Now a n***a in the club, poppin' gold bottles
I be thinkin' I'm the man, what you know about it
Bitch, I'm greedy for the bread, get the dough outta her