[Verse 1]
Ayy, posted on the block, yeah I’m ridin’ with them demons,
Glock with a beam, leave a opp boy dreamin’.
Came from the dirt, now I shine like a beacon,
Whole team eatin', y’all boys still fiendin’.
Slide through the city with the stick, no safety,
Catch a opp lackin', leave him ghost, no maybe.
Six shots deep, now the whip look hazy,
Heard he talk slick — now his shirt look gravy.
Big dog steppin’ — you a pup in the pound,
Say he got heat but he ain't make a sound.
Know my name ring like a round through the town,
He was up high ‘til we brought him back down.
[Hook]
Block demon, runnin’ through the night, no sleep,
Hollows in the clip, make a loud boy weak.
Came from the six, where the wolves don't speak,
Tryna play slick? Now he buried six deep.
[Verse 2]
Ayy, I was in the trap when the lights got cut,
Still made bands, I ain’t need no luck.
Heard he got smoke, now his gang go duck,
All that talk tough, now they chain get tucked.
Rims still spinnin’ while I ride through the zone,
Shh… that’s the sound when we slide with the chrome.
Say he got stripes? But he never held his own,
I was in the field when they boys stayed home.
Big sticks loaded, and the whip move stealth,
Never took a handout, did it by myself.
Now the ice on my neck worth more than your health,
He was tryna flex — now his face on the shelf.
[Bridge]
Yeah, we ain’t playin’ games, this real life pressure,
You was in the bleachers, I was countin’ up the extras.
Ops see my face, now they prayin’ for a blessing,
Whole team demons, don’t test my section.
Clips long like the Bible, but ain’t nothin’ holy,
Ridin’ with the reaper, yeah, death ride slowly.
Say he want smoke? Then we slide like Stoli,
Heard he was hard — now he just a story.
[Hook – Full]
Block demon, runnin’ through the night, no sleep,
Hollows in the clip, make a loud boy weak.
Came from the six, where the wolves don't speak,
Tryna play slick? Now he buried six deep.
Block demon, all black whip, no tags,
Catch him outta bounds, leave his body in the grass.
We don’t do talkin’, just masks and mags,
Whole hood hot, now the cops on blast.
[Outro]
Yeah…
Look, I came from the gutter where the sun don’t shine,
Now my neck froze, but my heart still grime.
Never showed love, had to take what’s mine,
Now they wanna ride — better fall in line.
I seen real ones fall, seen fake ones win,
Still ten toes down, won’t fold, won’t bend.
Catch me in the dark where the war don’t end,
Block demon soul — I don’t break, I send.
[Gun cock sound or cold echo effect]
Demon out.
[Male Vocal]
