They said I’d never make it back again
They sat and watched me lose it all
I went and tripled what i had it didn’t take me half a day
—-Quick as I can get it in
——I get shit right back up off a me——
Came from them 8 slum apartments
They don’t protect us out there we hate
I resorted to make plates from stepped on
Straight drop
They call me Mr go get fast
wrist —-flickin ass—-
Spin the block again
Got a Half a clip stickin out
Split the —whole Brick in half—-
Serve it by the bird
Split em wide with a kitchen knife
Sick and tired
A swervin with the herb and all them chickens fried
Had to fuck a couple flips for I was making what I paid and shit solidified
Baking bigger cakes I finally got away from shaking little pies
Now I ain’t sold it by the gram since like 0 8 or 6
—was I was weighing up tan shit posted down the road they was set up on the porch selling lemonade and really making pies
[chorus]
I was posted down the road
From the porch that they was on
By the time I made it home I know the porch lights was on
I was tryna be a kid
They was dyna be grown
Homie tell me what you know bout
Both hands on your gut
Face down on the school bus
Kids laugh about your ribs showin
Acting like it’s your fault
[verse]
Later that day you in the office
Explainin why ya paw prints
Got laid up on that little boys smart lips
He kept his bike in a garage
rode home with mom
I was walking on my own to them apartments
Bike was never where i parked it
I was fighting for crumbs off a carpet up in a trap house to starve it
Don’t get easier stop it
Not til you leave it or your knees hit the carpet
And you bleed out or quit breathing
I figure fuck it went and boy it
Bend the block I put the work on the curb
Heard the local plug done turned into a scrub
I put a nurse up on a shirt
His Baby momma want me to dust her
She let me fuck in the hearse
Steady clutchin my nuts
And you ain’t got in the dirt
Your partner poppin your perks
Your son forgot who you were
I done hopped up in your whip i check your phone
Gripping work guess im taking it home
