8th Block

(Gang, shoot up, shoot up

That shoot up game, shoot up game

Ga-ga-ga-ga gang, move it, move it gang

Shoot up, shoot up game) great John on the beat by the way

Look

I done been through the struggle

I see how they talk, why they lyin' in music?

And I been through the system

There's nowhere to be they just come for that bread or you losin'

Watch all them bitches who pickin' and choosin'

'Cause them be the ones have you snoozin'

Never get comfy, just stick it and move it

Never you learn what I'm talkin' 'bout

Then **** triple your bands

But that money gon' be there before you go stretchin' your hand

Depend on your bitch

Use that money to help you select out the fakest of friends

Depend on no man

Never switch on you mans, or tell on your mans

No matter the situation

Couple hundreds in hand I stretch it instead

And flex like shit was lit

I was broke, they ain't give me shit

And my class, remember how they'd laugh

With the gang jokin' in the back

Scrolling for me I was skippin' on

Made the grip hot, **** pass it off

Twist up your bitch and I'm slappin' raw

On the eighth block **** risked it all

It was just a call, it was just a call

First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em

Lucky ain't run into plenty of 'em

On the eighth block **** risked it all

It was just a call, it was just a call

They knew my name way before I knew 'em

Haters gon' hate, hope I run into 'em

On the eighth block **** risk it all

It was just a call, it was just a call

Clap for me, love it when she make it clap for me

No homo, the game make it clap for me

Don't come and get left in the past for free

Love my lil' bitch, said, "I love my lil' bitch"

She spittin' so nastily

I love my lil' bitch, said, "I love my lil' bitch"

She doin' me nastily

Lately been holdin' my anger in

I just been holdin' my anger in

Flex when you see me, ha, flex when you see me

I'm catching a man again

They want me locked up in a pen again, huh

Stuck in a pen again, they plotting on me all the way to the end

I ride for my brothers 'til you see the end, you know me

Made the grip hot, **** pass it off

Twist up your bitch and I'm slappin' raw

On the eighth block **** risked it all

It was just a call, it was just a call

First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em

Lucky ain't run into plenty of 'em

On the eighth block **** risked it all

It was just a call, it was just a call

It was just a call, it was just a call

It was just a call, it was just a call

It was just a call, it was just a call

It was just a call, it was just a call