Rolling through the hood

I live in suburbia, but in my hurt I’m still hood, I do like where I live, but it costs a lot to live good, I swear I’m struggling, to keep this ship afloat, every now and then, I just have to go

Chorus: Rolling through the neighborhood, in the city that I know, smelling weed and gun smoke, I just want to feel at home

I just need to get away to what I know

Sometimes you wanna go where everyone knows ya,

I love my new life, but I thank God for my old one, it made me who I am, for that I’m stronger, I’m grateful for new things but sometimes I have to go

Chorus: Rolling through the neighborhood, in the city that I know, smelling weed and gun smoke, I just want to feel at home

I just gotta get away to what I know

It’s nothing like the south side of the chi, or rolling down 79th, or feeling the breeze on lake shore drive. Just get me to where I can,

Cruise through the wild hundreds, or get some Harold’s while cruising on a Sunday, just get to me to a place that I know because I love

Chorus: Rolling through the neighborhood, in the city that I know, smelling weed and gun smoke, I just want to feel at home

I just gotta get away to what I know