Ace Hood Lil Nigga Lyrics

[Intro]
Know this gotta be one of the unwritten laws
It's important that we have guidance, yeah?
Lil' niggas out in the world lost nowadays

[Verse 1]
Little nigga from a small city
Seventeen he playin' ball, dog, raw with it
Little nigga make the plans after school finish
All he ever wanted: Chevy with some boom in it
Little nigga all A's and some cool grades
Them niggas is phonies, homies, they parted ways
All 'cause the little nigga focused on his grades
Goin' to college, Business at Florida State
Little nigga got his mind right
Doin' it for his mama, promised her that better life
Mama Christian, a firm believer, she love Christ
Damn shame, daddy strung up off that hard white
Old girl steady goin' through it
See her cryin', bills pilin', how she gon' do it?
Little nigga, watch him, mad as a ma'f*cka
Little nigga fed up with Section 8 struggles
So little nigga tryna make a way
Said “f*ck it”, ain't not choices, got his mind made
Called his cousin, that little nigga told him crime pays
Little nigga like “whatever to get my mom straight”
Started sellin' nickel bags and bought a .38
Like “f*ck a case”, little nigga started seein' cake
After a while it's like tradition on a daily basis
Skippin' school, fool, heavy gang affiliate
By this time, little nigga on some other shit Little nigga thuggin', ma'f*ck a scholarship
Rollin' with a clique, he took the choice to follow them
Whole future gone, little nigga had a gift
Little nigga smoke a purp blunt
All he wanna do is merk someone
Little nigga keep his fire with him
Gettin' a little money, keep a 9 clipper
Little nigga ruined by society
Litte nigga screwed up his priorities
Little nigga took in by that peer pressure
Started makin' money, made them snakes jealous
'Round the way them niggas want his head
Price on that lil' nigga, couple grand
And plus that little nigga wanted by the Feds
Them other niggas talkin' crazy how they want him dead
It was 9 o'clock on a Friday
Little nigga trappin' where his mom stay
Couple little niggas in the driveway
Little nigga mama gone, she'll be back at 8
Couple hours passed, youngin like “it's getting' late”
Little nigga said he hungry, shit, let's make a shake
Plus mama called, like “don't have them niggas all in the place”
So lil' nigga grabbed his pistol and his .38
Pullin' up his pants – daps to his homies
Walked out the door, black truck crept slowly
Window rolled down – four masked goonies
Little nigga slippin' so they lettin' off the Uzi
Shots started firin', two to the head

[Outro]
Damn
Little nigga dead