Lyrics:
Talking:
Here's a little bit of old school for ya,
That goes a little something like this...
I always tried to be the flyest kid in the block
I dedicate this album
To my wife
Tina
Never upset cause I set the goal high
Never slept on the dream you said go try
Go fly you said go high every
on my damn face
30 SPF and the rent paid
At the block party, yeah, we leave time by the curbside
B-side, KC and the Sunshine
Everybody here in my
a new kick, step on a peasant
Suck on my dick now that bitch gotta exit
New bag, new bitch, don't talk, call her bet, say bitch get thicker
New pack, new
by
I was on a road trip somewhere new with my best friend, and turned to him and said
I wanna work part time, minimum wage, by myself, and preferably
kid said simple and plain
Let's battle - it kinda took me by surprise
Cuz the brother was moving wit his eyes on the prize
I said screw it, I ain't got
dimes
Fucking that bitch and you know she a dime
Trap on the block, had the gun on the tie
Can't fuck with new niggas, these niggas be high
Fucking
on the block, but you gots to earn your stripes, baby
No problems
Show me where the kid at
Don't you worry about him, man. We're gonna roll by his place in
get it, yeah
Prince B why you always spazz
I'm just tryna get it, yeah
New whip, On the block yeah I'm rolling
Rims painted, Swear to god they ain't
Weirdest kid on the block zombies ate my neighbors
You the walking dead if its world war z from my metaphors
I'm The dawn of the dead king
Acting like a donny but they're gonna backtrack
When real niggas step on the riddim and chat facts
I don't put myself in places
If I weren't there then
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
(Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up)
A spark by midnight
(Get up, get up, get up)
Shootin' 'round, movin' white
Ooh, baby, the block's hot just
displaying a new sound
We are live on stage
Dazzling, dilated displaying a new sound
Check it out, you now rockin' with the best
Dazzling, dilated
for the syndicate
[?] Lester on these blocks, boy, you in for it
Pushing for the King of New York, I see it
Gangsters try so hard but can't be it
Only
from Da Brick City
This is DJ Say What
An' we're gonna blast y'all right now
With the new cut by Redman, ?I Don't Kare?
On W0 Fuck All y'all Radio
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album
[Verse 1:]
Yeah I run rings around your crew like a track star
So stay back far
You better understand who the macks are
A brand new invention
neck gold medal
Gyal dem a say yea GAD - Anywhe me step hot
Want sing pon me mic like Tessanne
Block party -
We a drink and a smoke and no business bout
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
like yo let me spit on a remix
They're like okay kid go for it
Gonna drive to Canada
In a candy-painted caddy
To live with your mom
Become your step
with the lane switch
2 songs for the same bitch
3 Glocks to your face snitch
40 on me with the same switch
Pull up you a new kid
Let me show you how
gone for a minute but I'm right back at it
Nobody in my town putting up these numbers
Step back three when I shoot my shot anyone get crossed tryna block
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