Lyrics:
Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part
drug zone, we was grindin' up the charts
I see the hate in the air through these new Cartiers
Should I true blue the coupe or vanilla?
See, it ain't
snitching
Just what the block missing, the two-seater wit the top missing
And two divas wit they tops missing
Now that's living to me, I'm what these kids
hardly theater, hardly new, and oft-repeated
Then we're supposed to back the blue when black and blue is how you leave us?
Then we're supposed to back
on the cover of a magazine
I'm the source, got the plug with the uncut
Jay-Z Blue Magic nigga, what what
Brand new S Class with a meal ticket
Nigga cocaine
feeling like Sosa why u mean to me
All this money new like it's from a tree
Branching off from niggas I'm just doing me
No ranch lil bitch all blue cheese
up with a new click
Think you tight, they give you new sticks
Test the street acoustics
Get you with the knuckle, you be leaving with a blue lip
I'm
side to side (D-Block)
(Put 'em up high, dunk ride cause)
New York is back
Let me see your hands, wave 'em side to side (uh, yeah, uh yeah)
Put 'em
[Tariq]
People know me on these streets playa
I ain't new
Lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money
Surprise
What I do is already
to being embarrassed
Who dealt got me jealous
Put the cards in my hand
Help me understand
Who's talking unfairness
Born with paralysis
Just a kid
Being
One step, two step, G checker kid Run up on your block and your wigs are getting
Split Grew up on a Ezi, let me tell you how I live
Hard times, never
Caught a case then I beat the shit
D's on the block flash badges, nylon jackets
Big white boys with guns yelling, "Freeze black kids!"
Got my niggas in
knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate
My only opps is crooked cops
The boys in blue came thru and took the block
They took my man's and put em in a box
Turned off the clock while his
serious (serious)
Blue faces in my Amiri's (Amiri's)
We got a Sprinter of hoes comin' in, I like my baby, just curious
I just ordered up a Rolls Royce
serious (serious)
Blue faces in my Amiri's (Amiri's)
We got a Sprinter of hoes comin' in, I like my baby, just curious
I just ordered up a Rolls Royce
Perc on me perc on me like 10
Be right back but where have I been
Didn't intend to turn it to a sin
Lord knows that I've been a good kid
But been
On his concrete land, it's moving
From here to La Cienaga, I do hood yoga
I pull muscles counting money, need a new shoulder
Bitches circle round me
It's the new kid on the block, I know they like the sight of me
Like I'm Tupac, know the name, cuz I got all eyes on me
I be posted with the gang
this
Yeah
Now clock kids, who got the cocaine?
Don't tell me it's the little kids on Soul Train
The metaphor sent from my brain to my jaw
It comes
and shine
Day dreaming bout creampies
Walk into the bank now
Somehow credit score so high
Usually block my entrance
Now they just let me blow by
My aunts say
you need some help yeah I know that you feening
Aye we used to be so cool
Now you see my money and you acting brand new
Highly disappointed yeah what
I can't afford to own
When being young starts getting old
A new pace saves face or so I'm told
Be the new kid, on an old block
A chalk outline
"whack"tose intolerant
"I worked too hard to get my baby ballin' kid! "
Down the fives - had me blue collar poppin' it
Now I'm in the club - and look who I
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