Lunch Break Freestyle Part 2

(DJ Victoriouz with me in the building)
Ayy

Everywhere I wrap my hood, I was stepping in my hood
I'm a legend in my hood
Sometimes I wonder how I'm blessed, 'cause ain't no blessings in my hood
I don't really be in the hood, think niggas tellin' in my hood
I be wondering why I'm stressed, all this VS on my chest
I'm a gangster, don't know less and I still feel it in my chest
Up all night if I ain't drunk, I don't even get no rest
But I won't reach my full potential less, I'm at my best
Guess, I learned my lesson

All my niggas dead and gone, if they ain't dead, they gone
Away, streets ain't been the same, so I just rap my songs
And pray, fuck niggas out my way, I'm tryna stay away
And I'm standin' on what I mean, if I got to spray today
No 'bout, treat my heart with ease, wear it on my sleeves
I'm just stayin' on my Q's, stayin' on my P's
I know some shit I never said, they need me to say
I said some shit I don't believe, believe me today
What you need? Shit, I probably had it
And they tried to count me out, but shit I probably had it
High speeds, we where's all static
Niggas bleed, we hop right in traffic
Yeah, wanna paint the city red, but he scared
He seen me would have tried to hit my head, but he dead
Lonely nights up in my bed, I had to take my meds
I talked to God, but I never ever talked to feds
Fighting cases, spinnin' cake, I could have gave my kids
I ain't trippin' 'bout no dough, I rather walk instead
I ain't trippin' 'bout no hoe, shit you done, I never would've
Got me trippin' on my bro
I'm in LA, thinking back, when I was sleepin' on the floors
Made mistakes along the road, but I will never sell my soul
Stay down and hit my goals, now rock a lot of gold
Leader, but I play my role
Hard body, I walk on cold
Here hot, my heart cold
Summertime, this bitch real hot
Opps got a dead block, my block full of dreadlocks
Whole hood full of sinners, I was locked with the spinners
Everybody couldn't make it women, but that was not my agenda (not then)

Everywhere I wrap my hood, I was stepping in my hood
I'm a legend in my hood
Sometimes I wonder how I'm blessed, 'cause ain't no blessings in my hood
I don't really be in the hood, think niggas tellin' in my hood
I be wondering why I'm stressed, all this VS on my chest
I'm a gangster, don't know less and I still feel it in my chest
Up all night if I ain't drunk, I don't even get no rest
But I won't reach my full potential less, I'm at my best
Guess, I learned my lesson

Lunch break, nigga