Neighborhood Starz Lyrics – Rylo Rodriguez, Lil Baby, Kevin Gates

[Verse 1: Rylo Rodriguez]
You going on hits for a mice ’cause he’s M’s up
I’m sneaking pictures when we link, I won’t film her
You shot lil’ bro and paralyzed ’em, but he slimmed up
These green rocks, took a pink one like Nicki Minaj
You thirty plus hanging with some teens, heard you beefing with some lil’ boys
They be shooting from all the way down the street, you really got to be on they cars
They can spin like every five months, literally
Phone bill a hundred, but I got millions right here in my notes
Hurt me so much, I ain’t cut ’em off, you know he DM my ho’
They tryna link, ‘fore hе got merked, shawty dropped my lo’
I standing for еverybody problems, heart go through the most s*it

You be hating on the n!ggas from the same team, who your coach is?
Fu*k what the city, I share a n!gga music, help promote them
I know lil’ bruh and them have real smoke when I posted
Rapper turn rat, I can hear the squealing in his vocals
He saying that then you make bro, (??) telling
Six feet, but the P90 5’7

[Bridge: Rylo Rodriguez]
I miss your voice, baby
I miss your voice
I still got those gifts you gave me
I knew you got choice

[Verse 2: Rylo Rodriguez]
She ain’t even keep it
She had a kid when we was beefing, broke me to pieces
I liked my brother girl picture, all of ’em my nieces
You was out single when my foot shoulders could head tapped ’em
You shooting guns, but telling guys that they shed a hat
Right now I can’t go to Mobile, I still do charity
I knew I was rap my junior year, put me on (??)
I still won’t know where a n!gga be if it wasn’t for Dominique
From the blood (??), only time when you on both sides of beef
Bruh said you wasn’t, but you’re in it like Bunna B
Told ’em open the door, can’t let down the window ’cause this a BP

I (??) ’bout a freak, man, you is me

[Interlude: Lil Baby]
You know money don’t make you, you ‘post to make the money
It don’t cost a dime to keep it real
So many died in the field
So many got countless years
But it is what it is
S*it all Gs when it need to be
What matter the most?

[Verse 3: Rylo Rodriguez]
Bruh have a ticket and mama count just for the medicine
Bruh had laced, now he Twitch Streamer University
I won’t be in the same with no snitch, I’m gon’ get nervous
I shed no feeling when Lulu die, even though that hurt me

[Verse 4: Kevin Gates]
Thirteen-hundred hours help a man get a reception to come and see
Went through a lot of losses when showing love to the wrong people
Finally found out you’re alone or you figure out you ain’t lonely
Making no excuses, you’re proven that you don’t want me
This go out to everybody sufffering in silence
I was taught the gansta way, we deal with that with violence
Thinking ’bout it make you aggravated when you been misguided
I just the told the business, wish I was attending college
Taught up in the trenches, dealing with narcotics
Caught up in the system, tryna be a provider
Caught a stash to work, I jumped the fence, I hear the sirens (Here they go)
On supervised release, I can’t get caught, I got a few price
Love will do you wrong like this, whenever done get behind you
Supernatural power, ain’t no one to hide behind, uh huh
Fighting for my life out here, don’t know how to acknowledge
Control my breathing, back to the basics, got it from property
On the rock with the real, but your partners prolly on politics
No shirt, middle of the project, you know what time it is
And I’m up in rank, made it safe and ain’t get nobody blitz
N!ggas rocking bulletproof vest, tryna protect their temples
Off the strain and comping this pain, let pull up and press their pimples
Raise hell and tap this computer, why not protect your mental?
Bookers ring us, book you for shows, just show you just how simple
I stand tall in this b!tch, blackball in this b!tch
Won’t even stand on side and started causing, started they careers
Then they let the internet come tear my name up
They solute the s*it that wasn’t silent, tore game up
You softer than I stay down, til’ I came up
Aye, wussup with you? I hope you know I just ain’t rapping with you
I had my back against the ropes, you started acting different
Huh, I can’t say that enough
I still relevant and all and y’all ain’t matter much (Don’t matter much)