My Block

verse 1

I memeber the 1stvtime I gave someone a buck fitty
And they blood hit me
I was drunk pissy screaming boy don't fuck wit me
A buck 60 wet, 5'7 but a threat
My boo stepped in them 54.11s through the jects

Projectiles the nighttime alarm clock on my block
I wondered who I left outside that might a got shot
We smoked Ls in the stairs sipped Sisco wit thots
The best head was on the roof that was top notch top

My glock cocked in my bubble goose I moved red tops
Nickels 5 dollars a pop, 5 for 20 they copped
Like clockwork I'd cop work and get Kenny to chef it
RIP to the best coke cook he a legend

Half a G of E&J a big bag of Frito Lay
Me no play this jump off my hip you DOA
So see yo way through the Peez if u ain't from my hood..
asking for a building # ain't good ..

My Block

verse 2

Yea that's us.... Chillin front of the building made a killing drug dealing
But we don't bust traps in front of children
Or Old Folk we grown folk villains
Tryna devise a plan to turn these grams into a million

I don't wanna be civilian too spoiled for a 9-5
Baby I'm alive to be the guy my hood ca idolize
I'm bout to buy the 5 bring it to my guy and get the rims revitalized
Pop up out the Carwash like surprise ...

I buy pies divide em wit my team watching cable
Only time it's ever squares in my circle's at the table
Adam a little water, that Eve I hit the block
Long as I got that Cain I'm able to flip the rock

I swear to God I'll finger fuck this forty like we in a Orgy
And have these bullets shaking up whoever cummin for me
Sexy thug talk from a G that pulls strings
Like them old school 4 finger joints my name ring !!

My Block Hook

*Repeat 4 Times*

Projectiles the nighttime alarm clock on my Block...
I wonder who i left outside that mighta got shot ...

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Writer(s): Erik Stephens, Joell Ortiz