Back to the Block

I been thinking a lot if I wasn't here I be back on the block
I done been doubted a lot, my teacher told me it was jail or the block
Hiding that dope in my sock but I chose the path to dribble the rock
Speak on my name you should stop, if you let em do it then you just a opp

I done seen better days but I don't complain cuz I done seen worst ones
I had to make a way, I created the wave and you niggas surf em
Been through a lot on the way if I don't fuck wit you we closing the curtains
Niggas get shot everyday it's crazy how we really started with nurf guns

I been thinking a lot, some of my niggas they stuck on the block
We grew up together, the love don't stop
He beefing I'm beefing so fuck all the opps
They snatching us up I don't know to the cops
I remember that time when they raided spot
My mother was down but we all we got
So fuck where we live it could be in the box
Look at us now mama yeah we swervin
Writing my name on the line in cursive
Keep me a glizzy cuz I get nervous
All of my dreams that I had emerging
When I was down half my friends deserted
Don't like to talk cuz I'm introverted
I use to smile but really was hurting
Knew it was god when I found my purpose

I be thinking a lot if I wasn't here I be back on the block
I done been doubted a lot, my teacher told me it was jail or the block
Hiding that dope in my sock but I chose the path to dribble the rock
Speak on my name you should stop, if you let em do it then you just a opp

I done seen better days but I don't complain cuz I done seen worst ones
I had to make a way, I created the wave and you niggas surf em
Been through a lot on the way if I don't fuck wit you we closing the curtains
Niggas get shot everyday it's crazy how we really started with nurf guns

Started wit nurf guns turnt into glocks
Life was a joke til my nigga got popped
I was stacking it up like some lego blocks
I can't trust you nomore boy I know that you hot
You can act like you tough but I know that you not
Niggas act like the buck thats until they get dropped
Nigga think he the hulk, he get put in the box
Ask what happened to him, man that boy got shot
You niggas mad cuz I blew up without ya
Watching my page, I know it be hurting
I'm the young nigga who writing my verses
So many niggas I know in herses
Why is you mad
I be just thinking so I grabbed my pad
I'm in my feelings so I did the dash
Pray on my life that I don't go and crash



Credits
Writer(s): John Crosby
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