1600 Block
I'm from the block
Yeah you know where I'm from
But you ain't seen what I've seen
An you ain't done what I've done
Man
Im on some other shit
Yeah you know how im coming
When the shit be going down bruh
You know i ain't runnin
I stand on toes
Yeah that's right imma g
You gonna have ah shitload of problems fuckin wit me
So it's Best you don't
Yeah you don't want that smoke
And we don't even the pistols bruh you straight up get choked
You can catch me
Mobbin
riding
Rolling through hood
Say what's good to the Crew
and then we do what we does
Mack shit
Walk up to the place and then the bitches go bat shit
Crazy for the boy and im destroying all that wack shit
Yeah you say you got the illest raps but you got jack shit
Devious out here doin the most
And that's just Facts Bitch
Got the whole hood goin dummy
That's fantastic
And your girl wanna jump on me like its gymnastics
Speaking ill on me you'll lose your breath like an asthmatic
Yeah ya name is all up in the papers and its tragic
Never found the body disappear like it's magic
Don't you know i got the sickest flow
Come an catch it
Yeah my shits unique and concrete
You can't match it
Fuck around and turn your girl out
Now she ah ratchet
Colder than ah hoe thats in the snow and wit no jacket
Got the best tree i get my bowl then i pack it
Hit the studio wit dope beats and ah casket
Cuz im killin tracks and they won't fit inside ah basket
Or ah back pack
Or knapsack
Imma savage
Better than the most no misquote
not ya average
Cream of the crop i can't stop
Imma goer
Heavy tree smoking no joke imma toker
All up in your neck of the woods Al Roker
Shootin dice wit the homies and playin poker
Opposition tryin hunt me down like poachers
But im spittin gas bruh my shit can start ah motor
Big mean and green an i ain't talking bout ogres
Thats me and the money lil g imma soldier
lookin for the best well im titleholder
Running over all these fake rappers like boulders
Aging like ah fine wine better as im older
spittin that shit now your speaker has an odor
Aye
(devious)
Im from the block
yeah you know where I'm from
But you ain't seen what I've seen
An you ain't done what I've done
Man
Im on some other shit
Yeah you know how im coming
When the shit be going down bruh
You know i ain't runnin
I stand on toes
Yeah that's right imma g
You gonna have ah shitload of problems fuckin wit me
So it's Best you don't
Yeah you don't want that smoke
And we don't even the pistols bruh you straight up get choked
Yeah you know where I'm from
But you ain't seen what I've seen
An you ain't done what I've done
Man
Im on some other shit
Yeah you know how im coming
When the shit be going down bruh
You know i ain't runnin
I stand on toes
Yeah that's right imma g
You gonna have ah shitload of problems fuckin wit me
So it's Best you don't
Yeah you don't want that smoke
And we don't even the pistols bruh you straight up get choked
You can catch me
Mobbin
riding
Rolling through hood
Say what's good to the Crew
and then we do what we does
Mack shit
Walk up to the place and then the bitches go bat shit
Crazy for the boy and im destroying all that wack shit
Yeah you say you got the illest raps but you got jack shit
Devious out here doin the most
And that's just Facts Bitch
Got the whole hood goin dummy
That's fantastic
And your girl wanna jump on me like its gymnastics
Speaking ill on me you'll lose your breath like an asthmatic
Yeah ya name is all up in the papers and its tragic
Never found the body disappear like it's magic
Don't you know i got the sickest flow
Come an catch it
Yeah my shits unique and concrete
You can't match it
Fuck around and turn your girl out
Now she ah ratchet
Colder than ah hoe thats in the snow and wit no jacket
Got the best tree i get my bowl then i pack it
Hit the studio wit dope beats and ah casket
Cuz im killin tracks and they won't fit inside ah basket
Or ah back pack
Or knapsack
Imma savage
Better than the most no misquote
not ya average
Cream of the crop i can't stop
Imma goer
Heavy tree smoking no joke imma toker
All up in your neck of the woods Al Roker
Shootin dice wit the homies and playin poker
Opposition tryin hunt me down like poachers
But im spittin gas bruh my shit can start ah motor
Big mean and green an i ain't talking bout ogres
Thats me and the money lil g imma soldier
lookin for the best well im titleholder
Running over all these fake rappers like boulders
Aging like ah fine wine better as im older
spittin that shit now your speaker has an odor
Aye
(devious)
Im from the block
yeah you know where I'm from
But you ain't seen what I've seen
An you ain't done what I've done
Man
Im on some other shit
Yeah you know how im coming
When the shit be going down bruh
You know i ain't runnin
I stand on toes
Yeah that's right imma g
You gonna have ah shitload of problems fuckin wit me
So it's Best you don't
Yeah you don't want that smoke
And we don't even the pistols bruh you straight up get choked
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Writer(s): Michael Chavez Jr
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