Lyrics:
by the neck
Any way I touch you, walk with me..
Uhh.. uhh.. uhh.. GRRRRR
This ain't the way it's supposed to be (B.S.!)
This ain't the way it's
First of all, black park it, guns, we spark it
Hit you in the back of your dome, from far, kid
Dice kickers, gun clickers, run up in the bank for ones,
make monster beats
I do a show and left your
Block looking like Contra streets
Oh, turn the volume up
You still talking that Mass & volume stuff
It
Life forever i'm now over a year clean
And I'm so grateful for that
I think passion is good because
It motivates you and it
Gives you the drive that you
give it everything she has
B&E's turned into home invasions
Hadda do the shit without a mask
I pray if any victim see my videos now they dont try
Promise me you'll invest three fourths of it all
For what? So your kids, kids, kids can have some cheese
Can't get with it? Get get get get get on your
to the shit you did
Talking to me like you got un.limited kids
So if you lose the love of one, eh no big
I'm his mother, respect is what he has to give
Even if
Do your thang kid
Do your thang kid
Do your thang kid
Do your thang kid
I know you wanna pop it
I know you want some profits
I know that they can't
(You don't like the ghetto, everyone knows the ghetto, it in every hood)
[Lil' Flip]
From my block to your block, ha ha, this for tha streets, ha
on the block
Issa Fight for New York
Whole city looking haunted
The peep you think you cool with
Just really own shit
Stab you in the back
But before they look
giving
6 weeks later Grenfell burnt down
All them kids and woman
If you watch them videos from inside
Oh my God it’s chilling
Don’t expect no justice in
later
Same neighbor calling the Jakes
Everybody on the block got a 401K
And vacay at lake homes
They worth 401K
You can tell they got green
By gazing
niggas in the dirt
Chain with the new bezel, all my niggas put in work
Used to be sleeping on itchy beds
Bed bugs in the motel, now your bitch give me
it from me, Jack, you're sadly mistaken
A lot of record labels been tryin' to get the bacon
By makin' a brother into somethin' he is not and
You
want a big bag, big bag, big house, big stash, a lot of cash
Kid straight, fam straight
I ran it up, you know I get a lot of that
Fam straight, kid
rappers be thinking in every city, yo
[Kazi]
Yeah, you want to fight don't ya, you want to bite don't ya?
The involvement of a new coast is here
hearing you now
Say it how you wanna say it, fuck the sensitive beef
Millionaire rappers acting like they're still in the streets
But I ain't here to give
did you get? (New stick)
I say it's up, that mean it's stuck (I got a new stick)
Run out of bullets, you run out of luck (I got a new stick)
One in
Stay tuned new kids on the block
Make room, Hip Hop 'bout to turn a new leaf
And I stopped tryna hope things change
It made way more sense if I
the project that you've never seen the memory of a hero
I'm the new kid on the block
Everything I do I put it on God
Keep my head high like nothing can stop me
understaffed, overworked
And overseen by people who can't ever understand
How it feels to live life like you and me
Patients lying in the corridors
'Cause
Verse One: Sadat X
This is the stick up boom music for styles to flow free
But y'all know it's me or could you tell by the spree
and a new block no trip I been an aggressor
These other artists got the views and all that they do
Is finding a bitch and try to impress her
Like nigga you
Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze drifting on by, you know how I feel
It's a new dawn, it's a new day,
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