Lyrics

Any block, it was lit where we always had victims
Three opps died, lost bro to the system
He's duckin' his head, I was mad that I missed him
Maneuver, I know he mad that I blitzed him
- the opp -, then she went back and kissed him
I'm keeping - P, 'cause' I dead coulda dissed him
Lil' sh- got shot, then, hopped - swished him
I still can't believe to this day, we ain't spliff him
Lil' Jay, why you troll me all over that live? (Whoa)
Better ask what I did to B-Rose
Can't wait 'til the day that I see Jay5ive
Used to be on my block ridin' 'round with fake poles
I won't even lie, used to be on they side
I was jacking my F all the time, free the bros
Can't jack all them -, I think it's my pride
**** been knew the vibes and the side that I chose
Anytime they send addy, I know that I went
Like, how many shots did I send?
Free Smooth Shine, clear crowds when we bend
Flick out the V, you can't see we got tints
Five percent to prevent
Cameras, action, you know how we get
He got shot in his back, he tripped on cement
He ain't die, it wasn't meant
All that s- that y'all say in y'all tracks, it don't matter
We drenchin' y'all whip, windows shatter
Check the Citizen app, I just made **** scatter
I really get active, don't care for the chatter
Brown skin -, let me beat up her bladder
She think her - gettin' fatter
Stallion -, I'm climbin' that ladder
She know I got rizz when I notice her fashion blitzin'
No hips, we got on the limb 'cause we always equipped
Free B-Rah Fetti, my favorite Crip'
Anytime, it was lit, we was takin' that trip
Saw sh- in the spot, you know he got ripped
Had a bad day, sad case, go get a grip
Don't run, don't die, keep a chop, don't slip
Y'all always gon' hide fists balled in y'all whip
Playin' they music, I'm yelling out, "Sweep!"
First one look back, he get shot up from deep
Watch how I creep, oh, he ain't peep
Bullets gon' burn him, they put him to sleep
- hit different, hollows ain't cheap
Bouncing his body, collapsed, he was weak
Was choking on blood, he can't even speak
But I won't say his name, they gon' say I'm a tweak
That how I go, boy, needa stop
You ain't never did sh- on my block
Got spanked by the goat, took that on a hop
Always rap how you been up on drills wit' the chop
Really - trash, **** is popped
He ain't never get back since the day he got shot
Got hit up, can't get up, heard that he dropped
He don't play ball, man, that - a flop
Written by: Michael Rowe, Unknown Composer Author
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