What up what up woe
Qué paso mi Africanos
Pray for the streets we dodging hallows
Days been dark we need Apollo
Lousiana Fried Chicken
All of my foolies gon eat
Enjoy your meal bon appétit
Promise that we never face defeat
They bowing to our feet
We good in the hood like Louisiana Fried Chicken
(We good in the hood)
We good in the hood like Louisiana Fried Chicken
(We good in the hood)
We good in the hood yeah
I don't gang bang but I'm coming straight from the hood
Where they gang gang up on the corner be smoking woods
Do my thang thang repping the city hoping I could
Make a big change getting my momma up out the hood
Corona, Heineken or Modelo
You drunk if you ever thinking you're on my level
A short nigga but I be standing tall for the ghetto
If you want beef well I be farming just for the cattle
But fuck that my nigga
It's less sex more checks more checks less stress
And ever since I been doing that feel I'm at my best
Check my professionalism with paperwork at my desk
I feeling just like a vet uh
Can't let the pussy distract me from what I got to do
Why, foolies be talking but probably fold up in my shoes
I, can't understand the hate accumulating from you
But let me eat my finger licking
Lousiana Fried Chicken
All of my foolies gon eat
Enjoy your meal bon appétit
Promise that we never face defeat
They bowing to our feet
We good in the hood like Louisiana Fried Chicken
(We good in the hood)
We good in the hood like Louisiana Fried Chicken
(We good in the hood)
We good in the hood yeah
Ghetto Sophisticated meditation and patience
Plotting on my success while I'm working my day shift
Singing these silhouettes and practice on daily basis
I plan to manifest my greatest imaginations
On the days I'm feeling low gotta count my blessings
Know your true colors show when you battle tested
Aim and shoot for the stars with my Smith and Wesson
My life lessons uh
Want some apologies from you foolies
That doubted me through trial and error through and all the bullshit
From poverty I'm rising and feeling my life a movie
And pardon me I see no monogamy so I'm cooling
But parts of me be wanting a family and a boo thing
Failing and succeeding together showing her new things
But nobody is willing to walk the path that I'm choosing
Regardless know this life a treat, and I'm still gon eat...
Lousiana Fried Chicken
All of my foolies gon eat
Enjoy your meal bon appétit
Promise that we never face defeat
They bowing to our feet
We good in the hood like Louisiana Fried Chicken
(We good in the hood)
We good in the hood like Louisiana Fried Chicken
(We good in the hood)
We good in the hood yeah
Sound so soulful don't you agree?
Ducking villains and I still made it out of the streets
Making money getting richer from rapping on beats
And use the fame to illuminate the people I reach
These days
Same shit feeling that my life on replay
Every day living simulations portray
Self hate resulting in you losing your way
But regardless we straight
These days