Ay yo Najee!
Tell'em bout them blocks, tell'em bout them dreamers that never got a shot
Tell'em bout them motherfucking cops to watch
How cavemen move rock
Ay yo Najee!
Tell'em bout them blocks, tell'em bout them dreamers that never got a shot
Tell'em bout them motherfucking cops to watch
How cavemen move rock
I got it!
I caved in move rock
Yeah, El Uno, brother known as El Sucio
Mami no, papi hoes menudo
The heights they chop bricks like Judo
Talks with the connect we watching Telemundo
At fist I was an innocent kid
Played games, eat candy innocent shit
But ski says we reminiscing and shit
Let me take'em to the days I was missing every dish
I could swear that God was missing every wish
I've been home alone since the sixth
I knew family through sitcoms and flicks
Oh shit dog, is sick
But to my motherfuckers that's feeling the same
They love the fact that I speak on they pain
Like you I ain't known pop first name
From the block is where I got my game
Ay yo Najee!
Tell'em bout them blocks, tell'em bout them dreamers that never got a shot
Tell'em bout them motherfucking cops to watch
How cavemen move rock
Ay yo Najee!
Tell'em bout them blocks, tell'em bout them dreamers that never got a shot
Tell'em bout them motherfucking cops to watch
How cavemen move rock
I gotta fuck you attitude
Started as a little dude on the avenues
They surprised I ain't got no tattoos
But to tell the truth my brain's tattooed
Seeing packs move
Gats ooz to a niggas skull, sasoon
Then retaliation like yo I'll be back soon?
Full moon and all black wolves
Car jackers, kids nappers, all sorts of goons
Whatever vice you use
Whether the dutchy or that shit on the spoon
You could get it from my dudes
Got the block twisted, Rubik's cube
To get it, gotta risk it, nothing to lose
Nothing to lose, look at me
Nigga look at me, I don't even watch TV
But I'm all MTV
Fresh off the streets, still smell the aroma
Gun powder cologne and marijuana
Yeerh was written by Najee The 1.
Yeerh was produced by Ski Beatz.
Najee The 1 released Yeerh on Fri Sep 13 2013.