Jizzle - From the Block

Yeah, that Thuggin and educated on the way
I like this here
It's hot as hell outside right now, it's finna get hot
Bitch, we all come from the block
Word, where the crime don't stop
It's finna be summer, it's bout to get hot
He was shootin' that ball, now He shootin' that Glock
Fuck what they say, just find a way to get paid and stay out the way
Get a whole pound and break that shit down, a lot of transactions out here being made
Bitch, we all come from the block
Word, where the crime don't stop
It's finna be summer, it's bout to get hot
He was shootin' that ball, now He shootin' that Glock
Fuck what they say, just find a way to get paid and stay out the way
Get a whole pound and break that shit down, a lot of transactions out here being made
Look, I say a prayer in the morning and I say one at night
I'm thankful for this life, so shit, it's only right
Because where I come from, they don't make it out
Your first cousin'll try to take you out
All that love you show really don't matter if a nigga hatin' now
Nigga, come shoot up your momma house
Wait, that's a different problem now
You don't handle business out here, so you got your whole family in that drama now
My lil' cousin got shot, damn
And that was just last week
My grandma know I keep my ears to the street
So when shit go down, she always ask me
She kinda get mad when I don't tell her shit
Only thing about me, I don't discuss beef
And deep down in her heart, she know what'll happen if a nigga touch me
It's summertime, buyin' all the guns
Clean straps and dirty ones
Shit gettin' real, the nigga got killed and he was young, only 31
The young boys killin' OGs and we gettin' killed by the police
Stack your money, that drought comin
It's over 200 for a O.Z
You either gettin' money or you fuckin' hatin
It's no, in-between, ain't no debate
That's summertime, hell
But if you play with mine, then I'mma be satin
Bitch, we all come from the Block
Word, where the crime don't stop
It's gonna be summer, it's about to get hot
He was shootin' at ball now he shootin' at Glock
Fuck what they say
Just find a way to get paid and stay out the way
Get a whole pound and break their shit down
A lot of transactions out here bein' made
Bitch, we all come from the Block
Word, where the crime don't stop
It's gonna be summer, it's about to get hot
He was shootin' at ball now he shootin' at Glock
Fuck what they say
Just find a way to get paid and stay out the way
Get a whole pound and break their shit down
A lot of transactions out here bein' made
And don't jump in no street shit
If you know you weak, bitch
You got caught with a pole, then you told
Now you in some deep shit
And I be just chillin' on defense
But please don't try me
You gon' be six feet
Put to sleep or hooked to a fuckin' IV
I told Pooh just get money and chill
Kick back and stay out the way
I love you, boy, we need you out here
And you can't afford another case
Where you from? How you come
When it go down, you better have a gun
It's 2020, they ain't fightin
You can't even get a one-on-one
Real killers don't post about it
Somebody gettin' smoked about it
And if you in that beef, you better keep that heat
Don't even go to the store without it
You better put some work in the stash, boy
Or that's gon' be your ass, boy
They ran in the spot and took everything
You heard what happened to the last boy
It's summertime, so I'm shinin
Fresh as hell with them diamonds
We loose screws with tattoos
And all we know is grindin
And real bosses goin' vacation
Poppin' bottles with the blunt blazing
And tomorrow ain't promised
So we ball today, nigga, fuck waitin
Bitch, we all come from the block
Word, where the crime don't stop
It's finna be summer, it's boutta get hot
He was shootin' that Ball now he shootin' that Glock
Fuck what they say
Just find a way to get paid and stay out the way
Get a whole pound and break that shit down
A lot of transactions out here bein' made
Bitch, we all come from the block
Word, where the crime don't stop
It's finna be summer, it's boutta get hot
He was shootin' that Ball now he shootin' that Glock
Fuck what they say
Just find a way to get paid and stay out the way
Get a whole pound and break that shit down
A lot of transactions out here bein' made
Yeah, it's that shit you can ride around to
It's that shit you can count your money to
It's that gangsta shit, man
Last of a dying breed, your niggas know what it is
A lot of transactions out here bein' made
A lot of transactions out here bein' made

Written by:
Tyrone Leary

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