In the HOOD

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Hook

Rollin’, rollin’,
D’ye ken how tae roll, roll aye?
Pure local, pure mental,
Straight fae the scheme, pal.

Chorus

Can ye roll a joint, ma man?
Aye, that’s the way, that’s the plan.
Lift yer pint, raise yer mood,
That’s the way we dae it in the hood.

Verse 1

Aye, oot the block when the sun shows,
We spark the green, nae stress, nae woes.
Tunes pumpin’, sky’s still grey,
But we keep dancin’, that’s our way.

Bottle floatin’, head’s away,
Lights are flashin’, night turns tae day.
Fam all here, even the ghosts,
We raise our joints, we make a toast.

Chorus

Can ye roll a joint, ma man?
Aye, that’s the way, that’s the plan.
Lift yer pint, raise yer mood,
That’s the way we dae it in the hood.

Verse 2

Down the block, aye, we stay,
Smoke in the air, nae time tae pray.
Half gone, but still we play,
Bass so loud, it shakes the clay.

Dreams o’ sun and Ibiza waves,
But our lighters spark in council caves.
One puff, one laugh, we live oor code,
Even when it stings, we walk that road.

[Autotune Bridge]
Rollin’, rollin’,
D’ye ken how tae roll, roll aye?
Pure local, pure mental,
Straight fae the scheme, pal.

Chorus – Final

Can ye roll a joint, ma man?
Aye, that’s the way, that’s the plan.
Lift yer pint, raise yer mood,
That’s the way we dae it in the hood.

[Outro –
Aye…
That’s how we dae, down the Glesga way.
Joint in one hand, pint in the ither…
And nae one’s sober, brother.