Decorate your block with red
tape, foenem slidin' every day
Bunch of hollows spittin' out the Glock
I been servin' fiends all day,
out there posted with the gang
Nigga, we was taught to
get it off the block
It's a hundred bands in the
safe, now I got expensive taste
Mike Amiri jeans, fill 'em up with knots
I been on my grind every day,
don't believe in takin' breaks
I ain't stoppin' 'til
we chillin' at the top
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Swervin' on the E way, don't
care if I crash in this coupe
Shit I'm thinkin' 'bout too real,
might lose my mind in this coupe
Can't relapse off these
drugs, man, R.I.P. to Juice
We was tweakin' off them Percs,
I popped my last one with you
Bond tight with my day ones,
ain't tryna find no recruits
We was playin' give and take on
that front line with my troops
Ayy, like who want smoke?
We got plenty guns
Keep two lil' savages on X
and they gon' get it done
And them hollow tips do surgery,
they gon' clip his lungs
It was goin' down on the set,
that's when this shit was fun
I just been ballin' on these
niggas like I'm Kendrick Nunn
Every day my birthday, bitch, it's
lit, I just turned twenty one
\n
Decorate your block with red
tape, foenem slidin' every day
Bunch of hollows spittin' out the Glock
I been servin' fiends all day,
out there posted with the gang
Nigga, we was taught to
get it off the block
It's a hundred bands in the
safe, now I got expensive taste
Mike Amiri jeans, fill 'em up with knots
I been on my grind every day,
don't believe in takin' breaks
I ain't stoppin' 'til
we chillin' at the top
\n
Ever since I stepped up in this
game, I've been a bomb threat
I was in the trenches, tryna
see a life beyond that
'Cause complacent niggas
usually die up in they complex
Nigga, where I'm from, they
turn death into a contest
Livin' by the gun, put all
my trust into this compact
My niggas went to war, but they
ain't get no Vietnam check
Lil' bro want his head, he
tryna make his brains ooze
Lil' bitch, I'm from the
Northside where they raise goons
Took losses in these streets,
shit got me singin' gang blues
I been a real nigga 'fore
this shit became cool
I'm the type to switch my watch
up every time I change moods
He the type to get excited
'cause he made The Shade Room
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Decorate your block with red
tape, foenem slidin' every day
Bunch of hollows spittin' out the Glock
I been servin' fiends all day,
out there posted with the gang
Nigga, we was taught to
get it off the block
It's a hundred bands in the
safe, now I got expensive taste
Mike Amiri jeans, fill 'em up with knots
I been on my grind every day,
don't believe in takin' breaks
I ain't stoppin' 'til
we chillin' at the top
