Lyrics:
powder
People hanging in spots
They waited until the blocks got hot
And got raided by the cops
I'll explain the man sleeping in the rain
His whole
You know parents are the same
No matter time nor place
They don't understand that us kids
Are going to make some mistakes
So to you, all the kids
due?
Your anger put to me by generations it ain’t new
And imma keep on doing me before I let you loose
Tell me how have you progressed today?
You ain’t
the kids got is us, Grind Time rap game
Read an old magazine, check out a new dress
I be havin' conversations with Cornel West
Killer Mike don't give a damn
!
And today's all we got, so we cannot stop
This is our block!
In the Heights
I hang my flag up on display
Lo le lo le lo lai lai lo le!
In the heights
We'll spin a nigga block, only two deep
Nigga ran out his socks like his new feet
Mini Mack got knocked, but he loopy
Wanna see my whole block livin'
at sports
Wootay just caught life now his life cut short
We as the people needa really try to show support
Young kids every day get they lives thrown away
Dear Mr. President
The world has gone astray
Brothers are dying
They won't live to see today
Was it all worth it
You had to lie to get your way
recreate that TikTok?
It's time to show 'em what you got
Why not
Why not
Just try something new
Why not
Do what feels good to you
Why not
Forget if they
then stacking up the love to get by
What we 'bouta see is every day that life a new ride
We gonna ride it out, we shine it out we gonna do right
Aye, new
em with your walk, slay em with your way
Who you were before ain't who you are today
New kid on the block glowing on your bae
I ain't got not time for
kid from the crops
I had crop out niggas
Leaving them photoshopped
I’m feelin’ like Joc
It's going down down
Take over parts of the town town
Blocks
It's summer and we're riding our bikes around town
My friend has a plan so we're heading a couple blocks down
We arrive outside a couple brown houses
You think you won, but you lost
Talking all that and you finna pay the cost
Now you know I am on top
She want smoke, I'll show 'em what it cost
(You
suspended in a defenseless test
Being tested by a ruthless examinant
That's represented best by my depressing thoughts
I do not have writer's block, my
the block up like Rob Lowe
Bodega liquor store, I'm dead in the window
PPP symbol got FBI on lookout
Strip the dirty clothes, hit a 118 cookout
I woof
Yay!
Show no mercy to a fuck n***a (No Mercy), 187 on a f**k n***a
Show no mercy to these fuck n****s (No mercy), I hit em up, I hit em up, I hit em
(First verse)
So when I see my block, it's remind me when I was young,
No gansta shit, no, only place where I was start my road,
GLK right now, you
I feel like nobody know's me
Say that you love me then show me
Stick with a beam when I roll by my lonely
Flipping these Ps tryna get me a rollie
And they all mine shiny things the same
Your cell phone screen is lain
With choice minerals of today contained
Mined by people whos tribes were slain
because I ain't
Have no kids was on the block posted with thugs because
We ain't got no quit was on the block posted with thugs
Because we ain't got no quit
Never fake, I never act like something that I'm not
Remember me I'm that foul mouthed kid that lived around your block
You thought that I was crazy
Main man swore the block was his, shining's his jig
Got no wifey no kids
Just been juggling his change on that Gucci and chains
On a mission to cop
a fuck about the brothers
As long as they get they cash, News flash
These kids is the worst, if you see 'em
Then you better hit em first
Don't shoot
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