Block Boy Video (MV)

Two in the morning I gotta got paid, i'm up with the birds I'm up with the J's
Smoking the black got my mind in a haze, searching for guap on the block going craze
Niggas not talking bout money they Laze' , they popping these pills I'm mobbing wit Nate
Flipping this pack then I'm back in the cave, niggas be capping, they rapping for plays
Talking bout action, they actin' for for days, my niggas be trapping, they stuck
In they ways R.I.P Chris yeah my nigga was late, funeral service it had me astray
Bust at my clique & we bust with the gauge, I 'member them nights I was starving awake
Hustling spirit, it got me a phase, I look in the mirror I'm seeing my age

I'm on the block for real, upping the glock for real, Letting off shots for real
Try me get popped for real, niggas get mobbed for real, get bloody like cot
For real, got muddy like drop for real, my nigga you not for real
I'm on the block for real, upping the glock for real, Letting off shots for real
Try me get popped for real, niggas get mobbed for real, get bloody like cot
For real, got muddy like drop for real, my nigga you not for real

On the block got my heart on my sleeve
Never the type, playing cards when I grieve
Smoke out the Back with a car full of weed
Stuck In my mind, imma stop when I leap
Feeling so lost on the block with a p, makin' some flip but the
Drop got me deep, gotta bounce back, seeing darts when I sleep
Stay on my toes, but I Sway on my feet, heart turnin' cold when your
Girl wanna leave, haters they bold when they lurk where you sleep
Thoughts running deep when you rock like a G, staying ten toes or you fall to ya knees
Equipped wit an army but rockin' one deep, niggas on hood gettin' pop for that cheese
Making that choice nigga starve or you eat, big money talk, get you lost in the sea
Universe speakin' your eyes do the read, bullets they chasing the glock gotta eat
Negative energy pullin' ya sheets, If that man step he got popped wit the piece
Pray for the night gotta take me a breathe, talking that chrome
Imma give what he needs, blood on my hands, I got mud on my sneaks
Drug in the sand, got my heart on my sleeve, shordy she diggin' my style
With the crease, when I was broke I was wilding for cheese, money and power
Respect be the peace, I cannot play like a hoe on my seeds
Making 'em trips for the dollar the green, niggas they talk imma pull on the scene
Prayers to God I don't fall if I bleed, i'm on a mission, I'm off wit my G's

I'm on the block for real, upping the glock for real, Letting off shots for real
Try me get popped for real, niggas get mobbed for real, get bloody like cot
For real, got muddy like drop for real, my nigga you not for real
I'm on the block for real, upping the glock for real, Letting off shots for real
Try me get popped for real, niggas get mobbed for real, get bloody like cot
For real, got muddy like drop for real, my nigga you not for real