Exit 41 - Ace Hood

Yall been eating all alone dawg, stop being greedy

Niggas got they hands out, stop being needy

Only time we do the crabbing, linguine

Cut a couple homies off, caught being sneaky

Stumble but I got it back, bobbing and weaving

in his prime, I’m a force, what y’all needed

God level reaching I’m killing off certain features

Gold medal peaces reminding me I’m a beacon

Of light to my people who struggle to find they reason

Money is the motive but really I want the freedom

Started as a worker, ended up being leader

Now they wanna join an allegiance, can’t beat 'em

Way ahead of time and my future just silver lining

I’m screaming from the horizon «I am"to philosophic the pen

The bigger body, my wife, super hottie

I’m richer that that bugatti, don’t mention illuminati, nigga naw

Try to blackball me I got quarter pocket

I’m the type to show my route but know you can not stop it

I took some Ls to make me living legend

Show 'em nothing but success I bet they get the message

Too much gassing going on I might just get the Tesla

Applying pressure every drop you know it’s something special

Do not compare me to nobody I got different measures

How can I woadie in my bezzle, my guilty pleasure

I told myself I never settle, I’m gon' ride forever

Bought up some property, honestly could’ve bought a Phantom

I know they proud of me, I’m the light in this Panhandle

I know they proud of me, I’m the light in this pen nigga

I’m in this shit getting jiggy

Haters on my sideline, can’t get with me

12 years in it, fans still feel it

Power back up, I switched a auto to a semmi nigga

One shot kill a, everybody shiver

Controlled by the white man, you sold to the system

I’ve been out here zenning, just holding my inner vision

in the kitchen, just doing digits

2022 this the journey of reposition

Journey of recognition, reason why we existed

Either war with the world of yourself, your decision

Dear Lord, thanks that you keep me, cover me, watch over me, watch over my

loved ones, I know that the devil always working.

But any weapon formed will

never prosper.

We ready.

Hood Nation