Miles Wesley - Neighborhood

I finally made it out the neighborhood
I'm poppin' bottles, I went Hollywood
I'm copping shit they never thought I would
Yeah motherfucker, yeah
Ayy, they mad I made it out the neighborhood
I will not notice, now I got 'em shook
Can't see their faces, but I wish I could
Yeah motherfucker, yeah
Okay, this about to be the greatest story ever told
Started from the bottom, landed at the Super Bowl
Used to pack myself them PB-J's and Sloppy Joe's
Now, I'm packin' out the venue when I pull up to the show
I got a new whip, I got a new bitch, money be stupid
The kids I grew up with, who waited for nothing, y'all bitches can suck it
My ex just called and told me that she wants another go
But wastin' time's only the only thing I can't afford