Block Boy

[Verse]
Code 3 813 shit yeah
Block boy stuntin’
Ballin’ like a block boy block boy stuntin’
Come through spittin’ like Keith J
When bad bitches call me on the prepaid
O9 the Metro’s used to have the delay
And it was still free-bands over free base fuck it
All my niggas spend every day cuppin’
All my niggas spend every day thuggin’
Ballin’ like a block boy block boy stuntin’
Kill all these hoes like whodunnit yeah
Ballin’ like a block boy all in the college
Real nigga certified servin’ weed at the party
Came in mob deep brought some G’s to the party
Fuck with me I can get what you need never tardy
Dope fiends trap kings all in my family
I’m hustler that’s why aquafina all in her panties
And real sisters it was all in the family
Got it all on the camera
Pop culture done a number on me
Spittin’ like the old me
When I Am had the boy on replay
Spittin’ like I ran up on the game
Piece, safety off that motherfucker
Piece of cake, a piece of they face
Fell in to my hands
The blood spill from they veins
I started speakin’
They tapes start pourin’ outta me
Became the Grim Reaper
They fate is that I go to speak
And start depletin’ they greatness
Only to be a highlight
At the peak of my tapes
Its the new Drought
What you keep in yo safe
They try to tell me to pipe down
What you speakin’ ain’t safe
Buildin’ cultures
Ain’t something that we teachin’ today
So opened up that book rolled a blunt
And writ some rhymes
Cause my dollar dollar bills
Are the ones prime
I’m middle fingers up
And I’m ten toes down
Got weight got weight
I can bench those pounds
How you want it
I serve it hard broil shit is never easy
Them boys bust shells atchu
Like them niggas sneezin’
Them niggas beanin’
Them niggas dreamin’
I killed that panda while it was extinct
Now it’s forever bleedin’
I’m just a heathen
No Imma dragon
This fire breathin’
Oh that’s yo baby I’ll have lil momma teethin’
Bitch come through spittin’ like a choppa
On everybody block I ain’t scared of
Like none of you niggas
Everybody rappin’ like they practiced
In the mirror to recite in front you niggas
In this is off-set and off reps
I can’t perform for you niggas
I can’t conform to you niggas
It’s boring what you do nigga
This is real life
This is what I’m going through nigga
And shout to all the people that pass
We all mourn for you niggas
And special shout to Tony Amp Brown
My heart torn for you nigga
It’s like how many times did I rip tore
My heart to rap and perform with you
I’m going for you niggas throat
No ghost writer or cosign
I’m going for the GOAT
Get ghost or get smoked
Get lost and lose hope
We that illest its BABBLON what you buildin’
This is the reincarnation
Of the Drought and No Ceilings