Lyrics:
trying to rest for 5
On a block, no tint on the Wraith left these kids mesmerized
They ask me how I did it, how I got it
Say I'm king you looking brolic
I
riding by ya block
Want the smoke but i aint Tryna shop
Fuck u up but i ain't tryna box
Make it happen this aint Time to watch
Saying my piece,
Yall
if they did they'd dump heads
One a one way street to nowhere
Everything to prove, with nothing to lose
You fools at Fox News
Couldn't walk a block
kERPLUNK!
Doublepump's only power for gutterpunks
It's harder to run the factory for Puffalumps
New kid on the block, Glock locked by Euclid
It up
And if you
down (tell 'em girl)
Ay yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow
there's no way
Never fuck with a nigga lately 5/0
I dont want no negetive energies on my time zone
Talking bullshit and I block
I'm a new kid on the Block
they scary (scary)
When we start spinnin' niggas' blocks, they telling (pussy)
Got your baby mama in a yolk (yolk)
I don't smoke weed, I sell dope
You ain't living how I live sucka
That's why I flex on niggas
They never did love us
I'm putting checks on niggas
Even my kid's mother
And you ain't
Yeah, yeah, I love Math
Yeah, yo, yo
y'all ain't never stopping the kid, why y'all knocking the King?
Would ya like a shot of liquor or like a shot
don’t be a fool
I serve niggas by the schools
I make all the fucking rules
I watch all the fucking news
To make sure the jobs through!
CASHIUS!
around the clock
To the home or to your dock
The kids inside don't know what to do
They sit around and watch the tube
Wearing those sneakers spanking new
before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by three, yo p
Pass the Uzi, to blow up, any whack MC that show up,
There goes one, blast
a white collar by his white evil eye
Fight or flight, yo, that's just what it is
When you see a pig, hit him in his baby back ribs
But don't trip, I'm just
and you fry in my iron furnace
I am on my get rich or die tryin' like when Em was signin' Curtis
'Cause I am murderous
Joe Budden, Jersey City, New
drake nike
Hate really means deep down you like me
So all my opps know you help my psyche
I know you haters mad I can catch ya bluff
'Cause a new kid
It's a subculture
Of new music and trends
A gig to go to with a few of your friends
Download the album
And skip straight to track 5
Cos it's the one
How many mic's do we rip on the daily
Say me say Many moni, Say me say many, many, many
I get mad frustrated when I rhyme
Thinking of all them kids
Slugs leaving blood traces on
Your brand new Audi
From busting out shots from out a new Bugatti
All forms of consciousness fully remised
Like a mother
the cracks, while y'all played tag
I was a young gun learin' how to fight back
A 'lil rock head fuck, who neva learned shit
Who picked up a habit for the block
Taylor's new song for a long time
《1989 (Taylor's Version)》I can't wait to hear it
Never met TS10, can I wait for it in my life?
Back the pop! Taylor Swift
Can't get me to cum
To yo house
Or on yo blouse
For a kid or in yo mouth
I swear this shit not going round town
I'm something new for ya table hun
All
I set if off by letting you know that I can flow to many beats
Similar to flu so freely
And you can say I'm getting kind of greedy
But so what 'cause
Tarantino
Scales for Venezuela, brown as Nino
Making the block hotter than jalapenos
G Luciano
Be wettin' shit like Pesci in 'casino'
Fifty dollar
Now whats a kid like me, mur-der-ing these M-Cs- (you tell me)
I've been applying pressure, now I gotchu on your knees,
I'm from New York, but my
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