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I Was On The Block

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Lyricist : Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson/Dijon Mcfarlane/Valee Taylor/Anthony Dixson

Composer : Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson/Dijon Mcfarlane/Valee Taylor/Anthony Dixson

The time is now

Gangsta shit

I was on the block when the homie sack flipped (Flipped)

I was right there when he got his new whip (Whip)

I was with a six piece, he had a cool ***** (*****)

I was right there when the homie got rich (Rich)

I was wearing the fade when the homie had the braids (Braids)

I was right there helpin' homie with the plays (Plays)

I was in position because I would never hate (Hate)

Now it's my time, and I'm gon' throw it in your face

***** poppin' (Ayy), b*****s topless (Ayy)

Album droppin' (Ayy), Barney shoppin' (Ayy)

Bottles poppin' (Ayy), Rolex watchin' (Ayy)

Lambo option-ass *****

Expensive cotton (Ayy), I want it I cop it (Ayy)

Money plottin' (Ayy), always profit (Ayy)

B*****s flockin' (Ayy), ****** watchin' (Ayy)

Pistol c**kin', mad *****

My chain, gotta ice it (Ice)

Got a new watch, do you like it? (Like)

Got a new *****, she my sidekick (*****)

She know I'm lit, she psychic (I'm lit)

I got money now so she do whatever I say

I got the ***** dykin' (Dykin')

I got money now so she do whatever I say

Tell her leave, she hikin' (***** hikin')

They like, "YG a show-off" (Show-off)

I'ma throw it in your face, I told y'all (I'ma throw it)

Before the money, didn't know y'all (Know y'all)

Now you on my **** so I'ma hold y'all (Hold)

Yeah, I had a meeting with Kanye (Yeah)

Yeah, we had a good convo (Yeah)

These was the words from Kanye (Yeah)

"**** bein' humble, act a asshole"

I was on the block when the homie sack flipped (Flipped)

I was right there when he got his new whip (Whip)

I was with a six piece, he had a cool ***** (*****)

I was right there when the homie got rich (Rich)

I was wearing the fade

When the homie had the braids (Braids)

I was right there helpin' homie with the plays (Plays)

I was in position because I would never hate (Hate)

Now it's my time, and I'm gon' throw it in your face

Three-piece ridin' (Yeah), bad ***** havin' (Yeah)

My ho (Yeah) act like she don't know nobody (Yeah)

Got racks in my pockets (Yeah),

Which ones? (Yeah) All 'em (Yeah)

And I'm smokin' exotic,

Spent six hundred at Chi-Town (Yeah)

In my blunt (Yeah) got White Runtz (Yeah)

She want to kick it (Yeah), no Taekwon' (Yeah, no Taekwon')

I was sippin' red with my ***** the other day

(I was sippin' red)

These Amiri jeans cost me 2.5K (2.5K)

I know all my ex-b*****s (Yeah)

Feel like shit today (Like shit today)

I pull up in old-schoolers,

Runnin' rich today (Runnin' rich)

***** I'm straight-A, fall in heaven,

I'm in Gucci flips today (Gucci flips)

Don't run up, I'm not havin', ho,

I got the stick today, ***** (Got the stick)

I got zip after zip in my day-to-day (In my day-to-day)

Ice my neck and wrist up, Hurricane Chris, 'A Bay Bay'

I was on the block when the homie sack flipped (Flipped)

I was right there when he got his new whip (Whip)

I was with a six piece, he had a cool ***** (*****)

I was right there when the homie got rich (Rich)

I was wearing the fade

When the homie had the braids (Braids)

I was right there helpin' homie with the plays (Plays)

I was in position because I would never hate (Hate)

Now it's my time, and I'm gon' throw it in your face

I was on my bag and that just put me into shape (Uh)

'Cause I was givin' way to be the one that motivates (Uh)

I was in the hood when that shit happened in the gates

No, let me stop, 'cause shit that's still an open case, uh

I can't do no leash with it

Most my women free spirits

So-and-so, "How he hit it?"

**** it, I'm gon' remix it, *****

'Cause I'm a deep feelin', lease livin'

Weave stricken, wish I seen different

But I couldn't, I done had it bad

****** tryna get all my shit (Get all my shit )

You must be thinkin' you slick (Thinkin' you slick)

You owe me rent for half a year

You tryna live on my **** (Live on my ****)

And if my oppers catch me sloppy,

See me slippin' and shit (Slippin')

Just write a sentence on my grave,

Say, "This ***** was lit"

Remember

I was on the block when the homie sack flipped (Flipped)

I was right there when he got his new whip (Whip)

I was with a six piece, he had a cool ***** (*****)

I was right there when the homie got rich (Rich)

I was wearing the fade

When the homie had the braids (Braids)

I was right there helpin' homie with the plays (Plays)

I was in position because I would never hate (Hate)

Now it's my time, and I'm gon' throw it in your face

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