Glock Party (feat. Young Moeses)

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Yup
Break down the bail
Don't no scale
Yo trap not up to par
He sick as hell
Ain't getting no mail
Onions by the jar
Like we got groceries for sell
My young boy still be scamming
Shout out to my nigga Zel
I got the strap
I got them beaters
Might knock that boy out his shoes
We never fold
We just gone eat him
Won't leave nothing for the news
Glock Party
Block Babies
That boy go straight crazy
Raised on that corner
Streets saved me
Yehh all black in the daylight
Matte black mac
And it blend in with the night
No matter if a hater try with all his might
Let me in the building
Ima ball tonight
Yeh small fry to a great white
When it's all on the line we gone take flight
Couple bands want him gone by the daylight
Never say that it's wrong if ain't right
No I can't stay long baby don't cry
In this moment she can see our whole life
Maybe we can swap tongues if it's alright
Got some some kush in my lungs
Trying to get high
Naw really I ain't up
Trying to get by
From the outside
That ain't what it look like
Still battling some demons on the inside
And I watch for 12
Like a minute til midnight
Yeahhh
Yeahhh
Yeeehhhhhhh
Ya already know what the f*ck going on
Ay what you tell em foo
Yup
Break down the bail
Don't no scale
Yo trap not up to par
He sick as hell
Ain't getting no mail
Onions by the jar
Like we got groceries for sell
My young boy still be scamming
Shout out to my nigga Zel
I got the strap
I got them beaters
Might knock that boy out his shoes
We never fold
We just gone eat him
Won't leave nothing for the news
Glock Party
Block Babies
That boy go straight crazy
Raised on that corner
Streets saved me
Too many complications
In this system
Another shot
I take yo hoe and go lick her
Young nigga started breaking all of the limits
Been breaking the bank
With these bars for a living
Hey
And I know they hate me
How else you explain all the congregating
Plotting all of my moves for a destination
Got the poker for doc
Keep testing patience
Don't need you prescription
I'm medicated
Hit the blunt write a scripture
Then meditate
How I f*ck up the city through innovation
Ain't enough roll some more
For some motivation
Quick to hop on the pack like Geronimo
Serve the city back to back like Domino's
Quick to go buss down a bail like a pot of gold
Shout out to the streets
Got me through the cold
Hey
Yup
Break down the bail
Don't no scale
Yo trap not up to par
He sick as hell
Ain't getting no mail
Onions by the jar
Like we got groceries for sell
My young boy still be scamming
Shout out to my nigga Zel
I got the strap
I got them beaters
Might knock that boy out his shoes
We never fold
We just gone eat him
Won't leave nothing for the news
Glock Party
Block Babies
That boy go straight crazy
Raised on that corner
Streets saved me

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