get them bricks on the weekend
by monday we start working
she only love me for the moment
i hit her then start curving
hugging the block all night that young nigga be curb serving
and them old heads hating on a young nigga they don't know you serve a purpose
and the bitch tryna fuck me and g65
she look in my eyes and start crying
that bitch know i got death in my eyes
standing on the block even when it was cold
gotta know i'm taking over the rap game and i put that on my dogs
nigga quay got 10 years sitting in the feds
nigga i pick up every call
and a nigga ain't tripping when a bitch nigga dead
and i promise that's on ma
slap a 100-round drum on a stick
when you pull in my hood we checking your card
my bitch she a one-of-one
trapping the 1st & the 3rd
serving these birds on the curb