Testo 8th Block - Sheff G
Testo della canzone 8th Block (Sheff G), tratta dall'album THE UNLUCCY LUCCY KID
Gang, shoot up, shoot up
The shoot up game, shoot up game
Ga-ga-ga-ga gang, move it, move it gang
(Shoot up) great John on the beat by the way
Look
I done been through the struggle
I see how they talk, why they lyin' in music?
And I been through the system
There's nowhere to be they just come for that bread or you losin'
Watch all them - who pickin' and choosin'
'Cause them be the ones have you snoozin'
Never get comfy, just stick it and move it
Never you learn what I'm talkin' 'bout
- triple your bands
But that money gon' be there before you go stretchin' your hand
Don't depend on your -
Use that money to help you select out the fakest of friends
Depend on no man
Never switch on you mans, or tell on your mans
No matter the situation
Couple hundreds in hand I stretch it instead
And flex like shit was lit
I was broke, they ain't give me shit
And my class, remember how they'd laugh
With the gang jokin' in the back
Scrolling for me I was skippin' on
Made the grip hot, - pass it off
Twist up your - and I'm slappin' raw
On the eighth block - risk it all
It was just a call, it was just a call
First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em
Lucky ain't run into plenty of 'em
On the eighth block - risked it all
It was just a call, it was just a call
They knew my name way before I knew 'em
Haters gon' hate hope I run into 'em
On the eighth block - risk it all
It was just a call, it was just a call
Clap for me, love it when she make it clap for me
No homo the game make it clap for me
Don't come and get left in the past for free
Love my lil' -, said I love my lil' -
She spittin' so nastily
I love my lil' -, said I love my lil' -
Doin' me nastily
Lately been holdin' my anger in
I just been holdin' my anger in
Flex when you see me, ha, flex when you see me
I'm catching a man again
They want me locked up in a pen again, huh
Stuck in a pen again, they plotting on me all the way to the end
I ride for my brothers 'til you see the end, you know me
Made the grip hot, - pass it off
Twist up your - and I'm slappin' raw
On the eighth block - risked it all
It was just a call, it was just a call
First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em
Lucky ain't run into plenty of 'em
On the eighth block - risked it all
It was just a call, it was just a call
It was just a call, it was just a call
It was just a call, it was just a call
It was just a call, it was just a call
It was just a call, it was just a call
Credits
Writer(s): Karel Jorge, Jeremy Soto, Johnathan Scott, Michael Kyle Williams
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