Hood Fantasies Lyrics – J.I the Prince of N.Y

September 23, 2026 4 Min Read

“Hood Fantasies” is an English language song created by J.I the Prince of N.Y. It was recorded and released on September 23, 2026 within the framework of the album Tears From A Weeping Prince. The song was performed by J.I the Prince of N.Y who serves as a singer, composer, and lyricist of the song. This means that the creative personality contributed to the production of this track in each of the main aspects of music creation. The name “Hood Fantasies” has the potential of creating a vivid and interesting impression among listeners due to the following thematic ideas of aspirations, ambitions, dreams, life experiences, personal identity, and the contrast between hopes and reality. The choice of words “hood” and “fantasies” allows the listener to understand the urban nature of the song title and its possible interpretation depending on the listener’s perspective. The presence of J.I the Prince of N.Y in all of the main aspects of the song production helps to form the artistic identity of the song and the individuality of its music. Being included into Tears From A Weeping Prince, the song adds to the artistic identity

Hood Fantasies Song Info

Song Information	Details
Singer	J.I the Prince of N.Y
Composer	J.I the Prince of N.Y
Lyrics	J.I the Prince of N.Y
Album	Tears From A Weeping Prince
Release	September 23, 2026
Language	English

Hood Fantasies song Lyrics

I never meant to treat you how I treated you
I separated myself, hoping that I could be with you
In the end, I only let myself down
In the end, I only let myself down

And when I found out the news, I was like
“No, no, no, no.”
If I gave ’em my shoes, they’d be like
“No, no, no, no.”
I didn’t know what to do
Showed you I had love for you
Treat me like I’m gullible
No, no, no, no

Teardrops coming down my face, but they can’t see it
I’m just like my mother, I be moving too conceited
I keep to myself ’cause I know niggas can’t keep secrets
Got an anaconda in my pants
It’s here for you whenever you need it

Never thought I’d be fighting addiction
Nigga, I was fiendin’
I do this for young kids in the streets that be dreaming
Think about the cokeheads on the block that be leanin’
Shed too much blood over this shit
I can’t stop bleeding

All these hood fantasies came to life before my eyes
Best believe it
All these miracles she seeing unfold right before her eyes
Now she believe it

I hate you, I love you
I hate that I love you
I hate that I can’t trust you
But it’s fine

You hate me, you love me
You hate that you love me
Negative things I wanna say
But never mind

You raising your tone
And you can’t even get your point across
I used to be proud of you
Now I can’t even show you off

I can’t believe it
She kept moving wickedly
I had to show her Jesus
I gave you your heart back
Before I broke it in pieces

I know I’m not perfect
So right now I’m moving decent
Keep a pistol underneath my pillow
I gotta watch who I sleep with
I don’t need another broken heart on my conscience

I hate you, I love you
I hate that I love you
I hate that I can’t trust you
But it’s fine

You hate me, you love me
You hate that you love me
Negative things I wanna say
But never mind

I can’t see ’em coming down my eyes
So I gotta make that girl cry
I can’t see ’em coming down my eyes
So I gotta make that girl cry

Never meant to break you down in pieces
Excuse me for the way I’m moving
I gotta play defense
Brokenhearted
I move like I’m sleeveless
And these lens tinted, shawty
But you know I could still peep shit

And I’m never on no cheap shit
When she with me, she get on both knees
I know who she believe in
And I be trynna move decent
‘Cause I don’t want you leaving
I don’t want you leaving

Just tell me what you want
You know you gon get it right away
When I’m with you
I just can’t put my pride away
No, yeah

I would get with you
But I don’t know the issue
But I brought you some tissues
‘Cause I can’t see them coming down these eyes
So I gotta make that girl cry

Can’t see ’em coming down my eyes
So I gotta make that girl cry

Never meant to break you down in pieces
Sorry for the way I’m moving
I gotta play defense
Brokenhearted
I move like I’m sleeveless
And these lens tinted, shawty
But you know I could still peep shit

Right now I’m gon take you out your cleavage
Body language is my language
You know I could read it
Come throw it on me, baby
I know how to receive it
And if you’re stressed out
I’ll show you how to relieve it

Why they on my body like designer clothes?
I’m a businessman
‘Cause I know how to mind my own
Stepping on these beats
Until I find a road
I’m gon be stepping on these beats
Until I find a road