West 14th
West 14th
Where I threw up the block
Where I sold all my rocks
Where I aired out the Glock
Aimed at the top
And I swear we don't flop
I swear we don't flop
Yeah I swear we don't flop
They wanna ride with us
They wanna guide with us
Came to the game and they fuck with us
Rose up to the top
And I'm never going to stop
Rose up to the top
And I'm never going to stop
It's tense yo
You don't know what I've been thru
Feel the vibe coming out
My number two pencil, I hence you
Bring the pain menstrual
Tattoo on her upper back
Keith Sweat twisted up, pretzel
So many things on my mind, shit rents due
Get the money get respect, It's paid dues
Never been one for politics way too busy sitting down
Alcoholics anonymous
It's preposterous, Trump or Biden 2020
I'm an alcoholic again
It's game time sucker dirty scoundrel
Coming from the down under Bobby Valentino
I bring the thunder
Do it so nice Graduation make you wonder
Put your ass to sleep
Lay you down to the slumber
I'm coming thru, tummy growling full of hunger
While you lay to rest
6 feet, down under
West 14th
Where I threw up the block
Where I sold all my rocks
Where I aired out the Glock
Aimed at the top
And I swear we don't flop
I swear we don't flop
Yeah I swear we don't flop
They wanna ride with us
They wanna guide with us
Came to the game and they fuck with us
Rose up to the top
And I'm never going to stop
Rose up to the top
And I'm never going to stop
Sliding down the block
So you know I'm gone ride
Posted with the gang and I got them by my side
Drop a little dot so know i'm gone slide
Fucked behind a church I ain't even religious
They want to see all my riches
They want to count all my digits
My shooters leave them in ditches
They got to load up extension
They want to choose with the bitches
I can't fuck with the snitches
Started burning your bridges
You got no clout in the hood
You couldn't rise in the hood
You wanted fame in the hood
You couldn't make it
You couldn't make it, yeah
Truie Baby killing everything
And I ain't faking, and I ain't faking
Ask about me
Lil bitch
West 14th
Where I threw up the block
Where I sold all my rocks
Where I aired out the Glock
Aimed at the top
And I swear we don't flop
I swear we don't flop
Yeah I swear we don't flop
They wanna ride with us
They wanna guide with us
Came to the game and they fuck with us
Rose up to the top
And I'm never going to stop
Rose up to the top
And I'm never going to stop
Where I threw up the block
Where I sold all my rocks
Where I aired out the Glock
Aimed at the top
And I swear we don't flop
I swear we don't flop
Yeah I swear we don't flop
They wanna ride with us
They wanna guide with us
Came to the game and they fuck with us
Rose up to the top
And I'm never going to stop
Rose up to the top
And I'm never going to stop
It's tense yo
You don't know what I've been thru
Feel the vibe coming out
My number two pencil, I hence you
Bring the pain menstrual
Tattoo on her upper back
Keith Sweat twisted up, pretzel
So many things on my mind, shit rents due
Get the money get respect, It's paid dues
Never been one for politics way too busy sitting down
Alcoholics anonymous
It's preposterous, Trump or Biden 2020
I'm an alcoholic again
It's game time sucker dirty scoundrel
Coming from the down under Bobby Valentino
I bring the thunder
Do it so nice Graduation make you wonder
Put your ass to sleep
Lay you down to the slumber
I'm coming thru, tummy growling full of hunger
While you lay to rest
6 feet, down under
West 14th
Where I threw up the block
Where I sold all my rocks
Where I aired out the Glock
Aimed at the top
And I swear we don't flop
I swear we don't flop
Yeah I swear we don't flop
They wanna ride with us
They wanna guide with us
Came to the game and they fuck with us
Rose up to the top
And I'm never going to stop
Rose up to the top
And I'm never going to stop
Sliding down the block
So you know I'm gone ride
Posted with the gang and I got them by my side
Drop a little dot so know i'm gone slide
Fucked behind a church I ain't even religious
They want to see all my riches
They want to count all my digits
My shooters leave them in ditches
They got to load up extension
They want to choose with the bitches
I can't fuck with the snitches
Started burning your bridges
You got no clout in the hood
You couldn't rise in the hood
You wanted fame in the hood
You couldn't make it
You couldn't make it, yeah
Truie Baby killing everything
And I ain't faking, and I ain't faking
Ask about me
Lil bitch
West 14th
Where I threw up the block
Where I sold all my rocks
Where I aired out the Glock
Aimed at the top
And I swear we don't flop
I swear we don't flop
Yeah I swear we don't flop
They wanna ride with us
They wanna guide with us
Came to the game and they fuck with us
Rose up to the top
And I'm never going to stop
Rose up to the top
And I'm never going to stop
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Writer(s): Christopher Lopez
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