Lyrics:
Black man in America, I would saw we endangered but we really not
Cuz endangered species get protected by the cops
We run our blocks right? Then
on my head I got a Leeway
Tuesday Thursday still the day Yeah yeah
She only like my trap song
So I found a new block I could Trap on
Walking around all
Check the streets
Check the lock
Check the block
Check the Glock
Check his heart
Check his pockets
Check his home
Check to see if he alone
This nigga
her glove
Could give a fuck 'bout your Glock
Or how much chain that you rock
(Not at all)
She'n want no man on the block
She wan' a man at the top
need a key to drive
Pitching me and you, we overseas, we on the island
I got rich with Trump, so why the fuck I vote for Biden
It's a Bentley, not
the doctor way
Man I'm trying to meet Jay before
He dashes the Roc away
Cause Bishop show up prison, man
I'm only a block away
Rich said "Who wakes up
who they say the GOAT, tell the streets to take a vote (vote)
Niggas stay awoke, it went to 20K to host (20k to host)
You know I pay to boast, I
it, you better show it (Rock the vote)
Rock the boat, keep hope, uh
Martin Luther King (King)
Had the scheme, had the dream (Dream)
Killing must
at some sad black jokes
Hate so-called "intellectuals"
No balls, he suggests we vote
He stand all proud, speaking to correct his folks
He want
putting it all in your face
Shocking and body rocking, swanging side to side
Crawling wide body, with Palomino inside
Tell I'm a 84 glider, mono-block
body
So stagnant, niggaz, get off your block and travel
Stop actin like your flesh is metal and your hood's a magnet
We need to globalize, further
a slave
To harvest the midlands and clean the chittlins
Given a new name, new religion
No freedom to vote, not even to make a decision
I saw my peoples,
Notice that it's "unity" in "opportunity"
Make a lil' cash, now the block is screwin me
Brand new E-Class, cops pursuin me
Guess they wanna see me park
the midlands and clean the chittlins
Given a new name, new religion
No freedom to vote, not even to make a decision
I saw my peoples, sold raped and took out
ain't touch you (uh)
We make the block twirl, spin
Hit the bitch once, I can hit her again
Hit the bitch once then I'm hittin' her friend
Eeny, meeny,
Get em done dada I'm a top shotta
In the load wit a pole kause the Block hotter
Off parole Better know I got chopper
They'll never leave my son
the block (skrrt)
That nigga Akon was out here trippin'
Tryna explain and justify 6ix9ine snitchin'
I'm locked up, they won't let me out, we felt that
He
off welfare
It's hell here
Why should I vote like it's ever been fair?
My people in despair, they still balance
We hit hard like still melons
Smile
purity
Mr. David Duke is not a fluke or threat or promise
He's a mighty voting block to keep the real humans honest
You've got to get up stand
rolex
Seventeen years old nigga kicking doors couldn't even vote yet
Meditation of the mind was the greatest thing that a nigga found
They recognize
register to vote or register to tote a pole
How I go from lowest of low to the top of the totem pole
Then fell from grace like Damien but ain't sold my
Half way stickin out but look it still plays
I stomp when I rap and I shake the whole block
Stick my dick in your ear so you can hear what I got
I was
putting it all in your face
Shocking and body rocking, swanging side to side
Crawling wide body, with Palomino inside
Tell I'm a 84 glider, mono-block
on my hood
Everyone in the hood like me!
Put you hands up
[Chorus:]
They see me lookin good,
They sayin I done changed,
Ain't a member on the block no
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