Ace Hood - Lyrical Exercise lyrics

rate me

Must I intervene? Make a way by any means

Shared the struggles with my brothers, can’t come in-between

I’m living proof and a result so when you chase a dream

Getting cream, I was off the porch at 16

Hot headed but hustler’s mind set it

Dealers all around me and killers with 9’s ready

Mama worried ‘bout me every night

Trouble by them solid lights

Glad she don’t get the call

Somebody took her baby’s life

Shit’s fucked up

Black man, tough luck

We ain’t gotta do shit for the white man to cuff us

Four words: you live and you learn

I’m just hoping for change

Niggas hope for a bird

Never sell you my soul to get this shit that I earn

I sit quiet in court until that bitch is adjourned

That’s true story, living in a world full of fake

Brother called the other day and told me “please be safe”

Niggas murder every day, I make the first 48

Find out it’s your homeboy, set him up for the cake

Two words, fuck that, trust nobody

Every time think the move I keep a 4-5 by me

Yeah, I do believe in God but homie please don’t try me

Two kids that I’m living for, I catch me a body

Quarter mill for the whip and you don’t know nothing ‘bout it

Tryna lessen the trouble, still double the profit

It’s Ace Hood

Yeah, you know what the name

Bloodshed for the chains, many tears in the game

Sweat given for fame, look at the ways I paved

All the shit I done done, all the hope I done gave

Broward County nigga, yeah, this city on me

I ain’t signed nobody yet but know my city gonna eat

Mama house was on the 9th but Tony’s door up the street

Sick and tired of niggas talking, I’m the one you should see

I’m the nigga to be, flyest whips in the streets

Call it exercise and watch your boy flex on the beat

I’m too cold, you sweet nouveau, yeah, you know

Every beat I got a new flow, Ferrari two-door

I’m the illest alive

What up Nicki Minaj?

Yeah, I’m illest alive, nigga

I call this Lyrical Exercise, my nigga

You know what I mean?

It’s Hood Nation to the death of me

It’s We Da Best Music till the death of me, nigga

Broward County, BFL beach nigga

New king of the south, nigga

Period

Shout out my niggas, too

Believe that