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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kirk Knight
Vocals
CJ Fly
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Statik Selektah
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
It's something 'bout the smell of charcoal burnin'
Most people love hustlers, still workin'
Things come around and the plug still serve 'em
All regulars and the cops stay lurkin'
They wanna lock us up just to flaunt so irking
Duck, hit the ground if the car start swervin'
The thieves hop out then we all get nervous
All got tree so they gon' come search us
Everybody doin' what they gotta do
Got a warrant straight to Ryker's Island if they spotted you
We ain't worried 'bout our views, more concerned about our food
Corns on the grill, hot dogs in the barbecue
Mindin' our own business, everybody vibin'
Got drunk off a nutcracker when I first tried it
All the girls in sundresses 'cause the sun shinin'
Kids are playin' in the water from the fire hydrant
[Verse 2]
I know I won't be where the cops go see
I know my folks said I should stop smokin'
Was more concerned about what I'm gon' eat
Ay, gettin' high while at the block party
What my moms gon' think? I know my clothes stink
Couldn't hide those scents and my eyes so red
I have Visine but I was not low key
Been reminiscin' 'bout the block party
[Verse 3]
Dope music, sunshine
This shit remind me of the block party
Grilled foods and fun times
This shit remind me of the block party
The fumes came outside
This shit remind me of the block party
No shootings, just vibes
This shit remind me of the block party
[Verse 4]
Yo, uh, summer breeze in my community
Pretty brown wilds keep pullin' me
Old heads show they battle scars through they jewelry
And if you want to run from the law
When your block got you then you always got immunity
And shawty smile bright with that sundress, oh, yes
She been with since the winter time, I pull back out my GORE-TEX
Fuck twelve but today we don't want no stress
The kids outside, we don't wanna see no corpses
Barbecue pits mixed with rasta man spliffs
And we parking lot pimp with our neighborhood clique
So we conversate over curry plates
Oxtail stew, chicken if you tryna wait
We settle differences, we all from a common place
DT circlin', tryna incarcerate
Don't matter 'cause it's home cooked salt and bake
Got me feeling like it's gonna be a brighter day
[Verse 5]
All the gyal, they might look nice
All the drinks, dem dey pon ice
Want the ting, man, she brought vibe
'Cause everything bless when I'm high
All the gyal, they might look nice
All the drinks, dem dey pon ice
Want the ting, man, she brought vibe
'Cause everything bless when I'm high
[Verse 6]
Dope music, sunshine
This shit remind me of the block party
Grilled foods and fun times
This shit remind me of the block party
The fumes came outside
This shit remind me of the block party
No shootings, just vibes
This shit remind me of the block party
Written by: Chaine Downer, Jan Richard Branicki, Jason Paul Kempen, Kirk Knight, Kirlan Labarrie, Pacal Bayley, Patrick Baril, Stephen Paul Banik