I was leanin on the perc codeine and all the syrup
hoodied up creepin in a murk they ain't see me in the dirt
they ain't see me when I hurt I'm thinkin that I was cursed
tryna get to that bag you see that green in the purse
young nigga on his grind I'm from that block where they servin
you either juggin or trappin these niggas goin to work
I know a couple lil bitches you pay they goin to twerk
in the trap me and my niggas we movin O's of the purp

if you really from the block you better say so
these niggas frontin like they are but they ain't though
rappin bout a life they don't live
man this shit is gettin real how you let these niggas in
and you ain't really from the block you better say so
rappin bout a life they don't live
man this shit is gettin real
how you let these niggas in

all my niggas move them packs out them guns we let them blast out
got fiends at the crackhouse bitches with they ass out
you know they tryna cash out new stick and I'm a crash out
they want the smoke I'm bringin mad clouds
I be cookin up em bricks I be cookin up the hits
in the city with them steppers nigga you can ask around
you was actin like a bitch I was on my shit
took a risk they know I'm lit all my niggas they been down
I get money with my dawgs and I got some with me now
they don't know about the losses I know they can't relate
and when I'm standin before them pearly gates
Lord know everyday I put my family first
did my best even through the worst

[© Mr.Meow🐈‍⬛ 2026]