Lyrics:
ya don't see me at the crib
Mean I'm on the road
Puttin' food on the table for my kids
All my hungry hustlas made it
Stick to your ribs
Ain't too many
things are looking up I haven't lost my mind
Things are looking up I haven't called you now in day
The hurt still drops by every night but it no longer
for no bitches
Killed the underground with my lifestyle
I'll let y'all fucks be the witness
But I'm losing my mind
On the block like 9 and a 9
Well
over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
Well now I heard that you been thinking bout me really I don't mind
I know you try to block my progress a lot of the time
Well the mean things
her?
Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her?
That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard
You gonna take advice from somebody who
over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
me
Face-down in the gum on the floor
I was hopin' that she'd change her mind
But I swear as she walked down the stairs
She didn't even wave goodbye
on, so I could just bless your mind
I can't go on, for the people busting my rhyme
Let's do this for the people
Let's make your mommas proud
Let's
yourself - it's your fault chick
Come through the block in the brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that nigga ain't friends
(OK girl) Yeah what I did was
My motto is simply I will not lose (I will not used)
Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
Wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it?
Gettin shackled on the bus first thing come Monday
Hopin in your mind you'll be released one day
But knowin, home is a place you're not goin for a long
heard
I wish I had a better voice that sang some better words
I wish I found some chords in an order that is new
I wish I didn't have to rhyme every
Probably be doin' a dub and the pen with my man
The say leaders streets but they don't really understand
All I had was the block, when I didn't have fans
a threesome
DM her, delete it, she's my lil' secret
He tryna diss me to blow up, I peep it
I can't respond, we just go at your people
If I left some racks
I bust your bloodclot
Then drop you upon the sidewalk
(chi-chi-chi-blow!)
Hit ya ass wit a vicious blow
You know my style
Spliff the foul
the kid
Aim to your wig, I spray at your bed
Niggas better lay on the eh
And I do it how I do it
Niggas still ridin' in the Buick
Lookin' all stupid lookin'
earned money
And meet my girl down on the block
And Monday when the foreman calls time
I've already got Friday on my mind
When that whistle blows
her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some- who didn't want him
I know you
]
Yes I can
Yes I can
[ Kid ]
I'm never fessin, possessin the tools that it takes to rock
I think it's time for the new kid on the block
With
them kids from the block man
We them kids from the block, we them kids from the block
We them kids from the block man
Verse two, now I'm back in the game
that Vitamin Water
That's money to blow cause your money for blow
Don't take no shit you can blame my Ma I'm in the maze,
I'm in a daze, I'm losing it
earned money
And meet my girl down on the block
And Monday when the foreman calls time
I've already got Friday on my mind
When that whistle blows
'm gettin' by
Wouldn't even be taking this shit if DeShaun didn't die
Oh yeah, there's an excuse, you lose Proof so you use
There's new rules, it's cool if
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