Block lifee (feat. K3frmda4)

I know a lot of niggas in the Street they got some doubt in me
I remember getting off the bus to My grandma collard greens
I told her I'll make it and make Sure my momma proud of me
I Know she up in heaven or she Right here on beside of me
I'm sorry momma but your son Was really raised by the streets
Where niggas will dap you up, Stab your back and they'll play it Creep
Probably why a nigga always out Here clutching on the heat
Nigga play with me best believe He going underneath

Got it out the mud and yeah I got it Out the dirt too
I can't fuck with Niggas who Ain't out here trying to chase some Loot
My bitch she even on some Money shit yeah we the money Crew
We hit your block with double d Titties yeah we coming through
And I can't vibe with niggas who Be round me & don't sip on juice
I need a double Duce, I need a Double cup I'm sipping fools
I like to drink on niggas but I'll Rather fucking pop a dude
Pop his ass like a 10 show him What the Perky do

And if we miss your block we Circle back just like a hula hoop
I pop up at your door but nigga we Ain't playing peek a boo
This Glock got a sight nigga it's Just trying to peek at you
If you ain't talking money then I Can't speak to you

You better have what you owe Me because I got a Pikachu
It peek at you we playing hide & Seek & then it peek a boo
We creep up on him put him in The grass that's how we sleep a Fool
No dirty money let the crackers Know I'm really selling shoes
I keep it on me because a nigga Try Me I'ma buss a fool

My brother caught an opp and He Had called me I said fasho
It's TTG the way I was trained to Smack you with da pistol
Got some niggas who'll spin Your block & they don't even Need a rental
They hopping out with Glocks And chops to flip a nigga mental
You play with me you better Have Go-fund me and some tissue
PAPER
You niggas ain't getting no Money and y'all out here being Haters

Yeah these niggas they be haters
They just mad that we be Shinning
They just mad because we be Flexing
We be quick to show them Diamonds
We ain't nun like the opps we'll Rob you out your fucking robins
I'm the one who got them bowls For the low come make some Profit
If nigga try to take it I'ma hit Him with that rocket
I'ma blow his ass off I'ma Make his ass pop it
Ion really give a fuck I'll pop you With my pocket rocket
I'ma monkey ass nigga I'll fold You like a wallet
Don't be playing games with me I'll take your pole right out your Pocket
You the problem I'ma solver Money sticks gon rip your body
AK screaming like a toddler & lil k3 got the shotty
He be quick to blow yo nogin
Alligators out in Harlem and Them sharks straight in the bottom
Nigga



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Writer(s): Terrance Jackson
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