On my block

Posted on that block tryna get me a kill I be trapping on the low Tryna move to the hills. All those nights I was running popping them pills them niggas Ain’t shit they don’t know how I feel tryna get Some cash was always a trap So a bust up a nigga put him outta his stash this shit Ain’t a game I’m just speaking them facts straight to the cash when I bust out a Track I just want a bitch who gone get cash Yeah I’m with my Nigga smoking pack we’re gon hit that. I got six bands in the bank we gon spend that wanna new crib and a whip we gon get that. I got 30 on my wrist I’m a bus down yeah I’m with my Nigga getting cash now we up now see a bad bitch on my shit give a fuck now yeah I got a 30 on my wrist ima bust out still that nigga When I’m locked in the slammer 2 big bands when I slide with a hammer bad bitch with me wit a Glock can’t stand hеr still that nigga when I run all them bands up Bust down in some icе I want that bitch I’m hitting it twice She want my love little bitch I ain’t nice I hit that shit from left too the right Posted on that block tryna get me a kill I be trapping on the low Tryna move to the hills. All those nights I was running popping them pills them niggas Ain’t shit they don’t know how I feel tryna get Some cash was always a trap So a bust up a nigga put him outta his stash this shit Ain’t a game I’m just speaking them facts straight to the cash when I bust out a Track