Turn me up a lil bit
Actually, turn me up a lot
Turn up, yeah, its Marty Mard
Yeah, shout out my nigga Chief Keef, man
Almighty So
Its yo boy Mardy, man, New Orleans to Chiraq, man
We get it popping for real
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Peep this though
Okay
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
And we still cop gars and stuff em up with good
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
And we still cop gars and stuff em up with good, aye
Young ass nigga from these New Orleans streets
All a nigga know is that a nigga gotta eat
Bring me to the table, watch a young nigga feast
Bring me to the booth, watch me unleash the beast
Got the brand new , not a stain, not a crease
And if it aint ten thousand then my fit is not complete
Got a bad bitch checking her reflection in my teeth
She gave me an erection and her mouth is where I skeet
Ima young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
I pull up in that Rarri then she suck me on the hood
God damn, Im feeling like this girl she do it good
I may keep her ass around til I find a 
Megan Fox, 
Take your girl, feed the whore
Walked to a billionaire and told the owner I need the store
I got money, I need more
Im off shows, I need tours
This Marty Mard and Chief Keef
We come niggas bleed more, bitch
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
And we still cop gars and stuff em up with good
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
And we still cop gars and stuff em up with good, aye
I made it out da hood, thank God
My mama made me, so thank her
That cash I made it, so thank I
Aye, where the bank at?
I gotta pick up some cash
Where yo bitch at? Gotta pick up her ass
She top me then I drop her back off
Ima knock her back off
I just dropped the top
Drop the Glock on the block
So they can bust
They gotta play Keef and, they aint saying nothing
Remember when I was posted on the block, selling D
Young, catching felonies
Now I get mills
And I get thousands just to chill, you feel me?
They had K9s come and smell
I had weed all up on the chair
And my gun in the armrest
Cops, I cant be no dummy
The opps are tryna come and slump me
Glad I made it out that
But Ill still send my niggas to get you, clout that
Coming where yo house at
You know Im bout that
Getting a lil money, a fucking a lil thotties
Im that nigga, bitch, Im Almighty
Remember when I was Sosa Baby
Remember when I was Sosa Baby
Remember when I was toting and blowing, baby
Bitch, I wasnt born in the 80s, born in the 90s
Fuck you, pay me
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
Young ass nigga tryna make it out da hood
And we still cop gars and stuff em up with good
Rest in peace to Slim, tried to make it out da hood
Rest in peace to Sporty, tried to make it out da hood
Rest in peace to Shawty, tried to make it out da hood
And we still cop gars and stuff em up with good, aye