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Me, me I be on some other shit
Riding through your town on your block I'm on some other shit
Me, me I'm not on no henny or no, or no, or no percs I'm

be posted on the block steady grippin on dat 9
if you aint talkin money dont be hittin up my line

sip ciroc gimme top i ain tweakin boutta opp
runnin

Ima hit 'em with dem tools
Come and get 'em (Come and get 'em)
Sweep the block body's drop who ever sent 'em
Get 'em with dem tools
Who ever with em

give a fuck
He can't believe his own mans tried to line them up
He put his strap in da gun while his blood rush
Let off two shots and the block got hot

is killing you
Stick a fork put a pin in you
And drop the questions no interviews
Don't call or text, don't hit the line
You a ball of stress and you

They tryna quarterback sack tell 'em give me a block
I'm in the slot throw me the rock
Quarterback sack yea give me a block
I'm in the slot throw me

Beatner, hitman
But now I'm a free man
Jesus did the time
And now I'm a free man
Off the block, on the block
And now I'm a free man
Jail free, tax

the trajectory
Stay on your block, 'cause we don't show mercy to enemies
R.I.P. Pop, I'm giving nothing but energy
Stay with a mop, 'cause I know they're thinking

I been thinking like way outside the box
And I been feeling all the pressure from the block
Run em down like Lebron from the block
I'm a Giant with

spinning bend the block cause I heard that he dissin
Double hand when I shoot on the mission
Extendo on chop if I up it I'm clicking
Like
Can't stop
Gang

I tried to tell them that he not the one
Fuck a gang boy he got a gun
Go ahead stay on the block you dumb
He ain't playing boy you got to run
I tried

I'm about throw some more water on a watch
I want freshest thing that you got on the lot
Yeah we still getting money on the block
I had to cut homie

Two-hundred block shit
We got like two-hundred glocks bitch
Nigga play get his ass popped
Yeaaaaa
No Halloween but I got a mask on when I pop out

When we post up on the block we aint do it for fun
We was tryna get money however it come
My mamas was working when they needed help
They depend

nap's
I bleach for a week cuz I'm waiting on payday
Bang
They know what it is when we hop out whips
Got gang
Trying to leave man's dead whole block still

Writing my story down constantly twisting the plot (Ay, ay, ay)
Back in the days when I used to run up the block (Gang, gang, gang)
Every night

a reminder, imma remind ya that I been up on the block
I been him, always had the game on lock but
Hold up, hold up I don't think that I could ever stop
I been

Old Money New Money Keep it real
Diamonds cut like water call em navy seal
If they drive up the cost take the wheel
Flying past the block like

the hoes on the block
Kept poles on the block
We sold on da block
Till it snowed on the block
Lost souls on da block
Can't fold on the block
No way that this

Writer's Block
I'm so tired of seeing talent
Being robbed corporate bandits
Playing same demographics
Such a shame unestablished
Under managed

sure he was dropped

And the shootie keep calling my line, I'm pressing decline and no time for the thots
Pull up on the block and I sit on the hood, I

to chase
Yeah she might be fine
But ion got time
I got racks to make
You niggas still be fuckin up a dime
Please get out the way
49 bitches on my line
They

gotta leave with something
I been hustling since a lil youngin
Yeah yeah
And even if I gotta get on the block
I promise you I'll make it shake
You a hater

now
I don't give a fuck, I got your thot now
Imma go kill it and I been down the block now uh, uh (pop, pop)
Shit nah get it like this, where they been?