BLOCKCHAIN
This survival homie
While you live for a title homie
I'ma spit to reprise the homies
Motherfuckers ain't living like everybody
Can't forget where you branched your enviral
Don't be losing focus when your mind be roaming
When you slip, you can find your home
But if you make it you'll be found alone
I got a one way credit to hell, and you can ride along
Now heres a playlist of vibing songs
I ain't one of them rapping clones
If you expect Brogod to be fake, nigga buy and be gone
The whole squad be in every geographic zone
So i ain't gotta worry bout the wrong
And I ain't gotta worry bout the law
And you ain't gotta worry bout the boy
But dont' be asking me about the war
I don't know shit
Blockchain, blockchain
Dropped chains, got gang
Come to your friendly neighborhoods and bring the block pain
Squad with the shits, KD got a Glock chain
Crime what you get if it's all you imagined
Ride with the times I'll do a whole hot thing
Word 'round town you the boo of the block bae
Got me in a bind, tryna woo what you got bae
Killing these Niggas
You remind me of my country
I just wanna put you where my lunch be
Knew what it was from the jump street (Stockholm)
According to the Golden Ratio, you'd crunch me
But I don't take Ls make it a lil "t", lock load
Tell me what you got for me
I can infiltrate too don't you ever forget
I just mobilize gang
It don't trickle slowly
Don't you worry bout a thing cause I keep it on me
This survival homie
While you live for a title homie
I'ma spit to reprise the homies
Motherfuckers ain't living like everybody
Can't forget where you branched your enviral
Don't be losing focus when your mind be roaming
When you slip, you can find your home
But if you make it you'll be found alone
I got a one way credit to hell, and you can ride along
Now here's a playlist of vibing songs
It's survival homie
War with mine I can ride with Tony
They gon' have to get the their idols for me
Put Poseidon on me
And my dolo energy same way it is around a thousand homies
And the crowd so lonely
But at peace with the fire on
Mine chaos in a quiet storm
Be on high alarm
I'm Einstein in a violent form
On the rise, like I'm iron pouring
Hope the audience despise the scorn
And name call, call the Babylon
Let the iron draw
I swear the fucking sheeple gonna' follow anybody
Make the game again and bring the mindless cattle to the catalogue (Yo)
Blockchain blockchain
Puffing on the Pac strain
Cop shit with Bitcoin, Nigga I ain't got change Usually in high school, dropped out and got lame
You was getting bitches
Shoulda got brain Flexing on a nigga like a guitar that pop string
Toss me dub, spin the block and stop brain
Digging in her body under six feet and not gain
To supreme court I'm a danger to my country
Triples on the run toting guns
Creep through my whole crib waking fam tryna' hunt me
Kept me on the menu as a cold case of lunch meat
Spill my blood bet that shit'll never run sweet
Bounce a nigga right to jump street
Nigga tote four guns but he rolling one deep
Fundamentals over funds, never short the money
Met the plug at your house cause I think he police
Put Poseidon on me
And my dolo energy same way it is around a thousand homies
And the crowd so lonely
But at peace with the fire on
Mine chaos in a quiet storm
Be on high alarm
Bitch stop
Talk around town thats big talk
Funny ass dude like Chappelle
Still that Nigga for the Chris Rock
You know what time, no Swiss watch
Hand me the dime it go swish, watch
Make em lay down like a pitstop
Make a barbecue pit out of pigsty
Please don't come cross that border
We don't fuck with the borgeois
If you rock a badge, I don't trust ya
No security on the court side
This negro ain't for sale
This where the motherfuckin' ship stop
Kicking off No L's Order
Tell your Senator kick rocks (It's Survival)
Blockchain, blockchain
Dropped chains, got gang
Come to your friendly neighborhoods and bring the block pain
Squad with the shits KD got a Glock chain
Crime what you get if it's all you imagined
Ride with the times I'll do a whole hot thing
Word 'round town you the boo of the block bae
Got me in a bind, tryna woo what you got bae
Killing these Niggas
You remind me of my country
While you live for a title homie
I'ma spit to reprise the homies
Motherfuckers ain't living like everybody
Can't forget where you branched your enviral
Don't be losing focus when your mind be roaming
When you slip, you can find your home
But if you make it you'll be found alone
I got a one way credit to hell, and you can ride along
Now heres a playlist of vibing songs
I ain't one of them rapping clones
If you expect Brogod to be fake, nigga buy and be gone
The whole squad be in every geographic zone
So i ain't gotta worry bout the wrong
And I ain't gotta worry bout the law
And you ain't gotta worry bout the boy
But dont' be asking me about the war
I don't know shit
Blockchain, blockchain
Dropped chains, got gang
Come to your friendly neighborhoods and bring the block pain
Squad with the shits, KD got a Glock chain
Crime what you get if it's all you imagined
Ride with the times I'll do a whole hot thing
Word 'round town you the boo of the block bae
Got me in a bind, tryna woo what you got bae
Killing these Niggas
You remind me of my country
I just wanna put you where my lunch be
Knew what it was from the jump street (Stockholm)
According to the Golden Ratio, you'd crunch me
But I don't take Ls make it a lil "t", lock load
Tell me what you got for me
I can infiltrate too don't you ever forget
I just mobilize gang
It don't trickle slowly
Don't you worry bout a thing cause I keep it on me
This survival homie
While you live for a title homie
I'ma spit to reprise the homies
Motherfuckers ain't living like everybody
Can't forget where you branched your enviral
Don't be losing focus when your mind be roaming
When you slip, you can find your home
But if you make it you'll be found alone
I got a one way credit to hell, and you can ride along
Now here's a playlist of vibing songs
It's survival homie
War with mine I can ride with Tony
They gon' have to get the their idols for me
Put Poseidon on me
And my dolo energy same way it is around a thousand homies
And the crowd so lonely
But at peace with the fire on
Mine chaos in a quiet storm
Be on high alarm
I'm Einstein in a violent form
On the rise, like I'm iron pouring
Hope the audience despise the scorn
And name call, call the Babylon
Let the iron draw
I swear the fucking sheeple gonna' follow anybody
Make the game again and bring the mindless cattle to the catalogue (Yo)
Blockchain blockchain
Puffing on the Pac strain
Cop shit with Bitcoin, Nigga I ain't got change Usually in high school, dropped out and got lame
You was getting bitches
Shoulda got brain Flexing on a nigga like a guitar that pop string
Toss me dub, spin the block and stop brain
Digging in her body under six feet and not gain
To supreme court I'm a danger to my country
Triples on the run toting guns
Creep through my whole crib waking fam tryna' hunt me
Kept me on the menu as a cold case of lunch meat
Spill my blood bet that shit'll never run sweet
Bounce a nigga right to jump street
Nigga tote four guns but he rolling one deep
Fundamentals over funds, never short the money
Met the plug at your house cause I think he police
Put Poseidon on me
And my dolo energy same way it is around a thousand homies
And the crowd so lonely
But at peace with the fire on
Mine chaos in a quiet storm
Be on high alarm
Bitch stop
Talk around town thats big talk
Funny ass dude like Chappelle
Still that Nigga for the Chris Rock
You know what time, no Swiss watch
Hand me the dime it go swish, watch
Make em lay down like a pitstop
Make a barbecue pit out of pigsty
Please don't come cross that border
We don't fuck with the borgeois
If you rock a badge, I don't trust ya
No security on the court side
This negro ain't for sale
This where the motherfuckin' ship stop
Kicking off No L's Order
Tell your Senator kick rocks (It's Survival)
Blockchain, blockchain
Dropped chains, got gang
Come to your friendly neighborhoods and bring the block pain
Squad with the shits KD got a Glock chain
Crime what you get if it's all you imagined
Ride with the times I'll do a whole hot thing
Word 'round town you the boo of the block bae
Got me in a bind, tryna woo what you got bae
Killing these Niggas
You remind me of my country
Credits
Writer(s): Duane Christmas, Daniel Jordan, Clinton Carter
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