Hood Gospel - Young Roddy

They tryna count me out

They gotta be out of they mind

Steady make that cover, I had to swallow my pride

Talking that money talk I hope the feds ain’t tapping my line

I got a pocket full of hope yeah I got a pocketful of dimes

If you ain’t talking bout getting rich then don’t waste my time

Glow like Leroy they can’t block my shine

Clientele like dope boy, I got em waiting in line

Like Xsoft billy I’m just tryna get mine

They said it’s lonely at the top so I brought my squad

Ain’t had no whip came a long way from bumping a ride

And that’s suicide on my block nigga that’s do or die

You either ride or gettin rolled on boy

You either steal or get stole boy

You either shooting or you getting shot

You either balling or you getting by

On the road to riches gotta make me a piss stop

You know stop at the liquor store man

I made impossible possible man

Ain’t got no time for no games

This life throw obstacles man

You better play the game but don’t play yourself

I had a job but I quit now the boy pay himself

And I’m still mobbing I’m steady spitting this hood gospel

I made a money mattress just for me to lay on top it

So top that I’m riding round with my top back, so hold tight

That’s the shit I been waiting on for my whole life

And I’m stacking that money, I’m stackin' that money

I’m stacking that money, fuck saving that money

I’m burning that money cause I’m making that money so hold tight

This the shit I been waiting on for my whole life so hold tight

This the shit I been waiting on for my whole life

And I’m stacking that money, I’m stackin' that money

I’m stacking that money, fuck saving that money

I’m burning that money cause I’m making that money so hold tight

This the shit I been waiting on for my whole life (for my whole life,

for my whole life)