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