Baby's Block (feat. Shane Fuego SA)

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We be sliding and flowing all over the beat
We be running and chasing all over the street
Secure the block these niggas are creeps
I be chasing the bag while she chase after me
Nigga I'm hot let's check my degrees
You don't quality you a dropout indeed
This is my block you can see by the Sauce
If a nigga hate me then he got some flaws
Shake up the game I be Super like Mario
She came in bikinis I starred from the bottom
If I were a cat I'd be Garfield no Tom
Instead of lasagna I'd be eating some dollars
Ice on my chain I be dripping from colar
They say I be whack let's see how the racks go
Never get lost even though I got ten toes
Fuck with me stand a chance to be my hoe
This my block kid
This ain't no game this ain't no sloppy
Chase your dreams kid
Never chase a hoe that's a trap kid
Baby's Block kid
This ain't no circle we ain't rolling
Copy cat shit
They copy my moves like a stencil
This my block kid
This ain't no game this ain't no sloppy
Chase your dreams kid
Never chase a hoe that's a trap kid
Baby's Block kid
This ain't no circle we ain't rolling
Copy cat shit
They copy my moves like a stencil
At 16 years old I be making some dollars
This is my block no niggas just fellas
He could fill up the dome
I could fill up the world
I even got your favorite rapper on hold
Record labels me side to side
Telling the nigga to sign and he gone be rich
I made it out
I got what your signed artists couldn't reach
I'm bouta buy a jet, buy a plane,
buy a yacht buy house maybe feature Dwayne
Niggas hate me while I got nothing
I guess my head will be on sale
once I get fame
Niggas rolling blunts, I'm rolling the streets
How could I get high
cause the sky is my hood
I guess I'm the streets cause she belongs to me
I ain't a flexer it's just that I got a degree
This my block kid
This ain't no game this ain't no sloppy
Chase your dreams kid
Never chase a hoe that's a trap kid
Baby's Block kid
This ain't no circle we ain't rolling
Copy cat shit
They copy my moves like a stencil
This my block kid
This ain't no game this ain't no sloppy
Chase your dreams kid
Never chase a hoe that's a trap kid
Baby's Block kid
This ain't no circle we ain't rolling
Copy cat shit
They copy my moves like a stencil
New kid on the block
and I make this Shit hot
Everybody in the streets call me the Don
Got my lil girl with me in the studio
And I just run it up a lil and get blues
Bro I cant cap I was broke, never had Shit
Now these hoes tryna pull up on me
And I can tell em back up, say it loud
Traplord and Traplord Big G Bitch
Babysauce wimme it's lit
Cant run it up for free, I'm lit
Ain't nobody do it better than us G
I move with the winners
I don't move with the hatters
I move with the hitters you ain't gotta be a hatter
Lil OG,niggas copying my moves



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Writer(s): Ntokozo Jele
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