Black Rock (feat. Joell Ortiz, Namir Blade, Stalley & Solemn Brigham)

Hear that choppa, hear that choppa Hear that choppa ring, and then I- Yeah right, y'all know that ain't my thing Boy, I sold crack rock with Blacklock Turn back blocks into black ops Stuntin', turn big Willies into have-nots (yuh) If you get shot, man, it's a hour before Matlock And them show up, if your rent late Then they padlockin' yo door up (c'mon) My come up was ugly, store trips colorful money Four-fifths huggin' the tummy, warships, nothin' was funny That Brooklyn borough is thorough Over bitches, Bengals they throw bullets like Burrow And put you in the ground like you burrowed Then spin your block again just to make all that murder shit plural I can't believe I made it, like sperm that's supposed to be sterile But herе I am and my words are certainly fertilе A twist of the wrist, your favorite artist turns into a mural Y'all wearin' dresses and purses, dressin' in Birkins, fam I put a cap in that gown, pop and circumstance I can tell you ain't from 'round that Tell your favorite rapper that I want my sound back (On God) My niggas can't allow that We hop up in the whip and pull up where your house at With the loud strap We dem Browns, where you found that? Unannounced, bitch Keep the pace, then we bounce (hoo) Niggas off-priced, so much cap it's astoundin' East Side nigga run amok in your township Back in that lab again Back on yo ass again, I bagged and tagged Then whip through Madison, now East Afghanistan We murked 'n' skrrt, do dirt like Zatarain's I been so adamant, so cold like avalanche I go by Babalam, in my bag again Mo' moolah, mo' problems, go crazy [?], headshot 'em, red-dot 'em Fed-watchin', two Os [?] tunnel under just like I'm El Chapo Back up on my bullshit Me no send no stance, bitch, you get a full clip (huh) Whole squad on some bullshit This that churches [?] Pulpit, you fuckin' with a cool kid Loose deuce clique, small room full of goons Could become a tumor, a nuisance Fuck a shed, my dawgs come with a toolkit They act a fool with All my dreamers be elusive, I need the whole team Cold-blooded, I been hunted by a slew o' niggas Body bags, toe tags how I do it, niggas Shotgun with a blue rag out the window then we blew on niggas Ridin' round all night until the sky done went light blue on niggas Yeah, we up (yeah, we up) Yeah, son, we up (yeah, son, we up) Shinin' like the 90s, Juelz's truck I got the rope link with the boat anchor Outside, I don't know danger Hang around like a coat hanger Still slidin', I throw fingers Press the issue (press the issue) If a nigga's ridin' wit' you Then they leavin' wit' you (then they leavin' wit' you) If you owe me, then you pay me I don't miss a nickel (I don't miss a nickel) I'm a fuckin' symbol (fuckin' symbol) My checkbook on Steve Ballmer I'ma do what I want, don't believe karma Hit the lot, get a new whip Drop the top, then bleed on 'em (skrrt) Niggas talkin' like they cold as shit I ain't never seen a sneeze on 'em I cough up another brick Build a house, new keys on 'em That's another mansion in North Georgia While niggas goin' on foreclosure That M3 my fourth order Yeah, I got a lake out back, I'm sittin' on 50 (acres, acres) If you said I wouldn't make it, y'all just (haters, haters) And we don't pay attention to none of that Y'all pocket-watchin' and clock-clockin' We sittin' right where the numbers at We quarterbackin', we play-callin' We hand it off then run it back We foresees in the Four Seasons White winters and summers black Now how the fuck they gon' handle that? I came for the whole thing I know you ain't expected that Hold the work, need to skrrt Hold the cheese, need to bail Clean the gun, clean the funds Clean my hands, clean the scale Do my dirt, at the dance, ain't tryna flirt Hit my mans, came home to first Watch the feds, don't overlook Hit the bed, but I can't right now Same oldheads try to take me down Tears so high, while the pay so low Everybody here wanna get a good play Tell 'em Brigham on four, better pray for the down Still got a plug on payroll Whole team make move when I say so I'ma run the whole game on my grandmama chain We done put a block up but it still came down Slay me now, let me live Heal me love, look me down, be my judge Gangsta is as gangsta does I got fans, they can't tell I'm just a man Needed love, be my drugs, need my buzz I don't plan, just show up, ayo God, don't give what you can't, ho I just met a bad thang, she stable Now she mad that the crib gotta lay low That's the life that you get with a playa, doe Same band, never know when I get home Fed up but we both wanna let go Had to put in on chill like a leftov' Coulda seen it all comin' from the get-go Ayo, I know they run up (know they run up) I roll up every moment Hit the show like, "What up?" (show like what up) I know they want us Gunna eatin' carbonadas (carbonadas) I know you need the ponies I could float if you want it Ayo, ayo, I know you better I know you won't get on it, no one told you better (told you better) My ponies and my homies live too close together (close together) Got lamb but I don't live on and say my prayer but for the moment Hold the peace, know the streets Clear the air from my ass Guard your coupe, flip the mat when I stash the loot Won't show the world, head to turf Break your legs, don't overwork Just as fam can't know for cert' Papa's gone, I ain't take it personal Might get blown, I gotta feed the Earth Flash the chrome, don't be a jerk Once you're gone, you can't watch your tone Rep the game, y'all know the perks Catch the blame, y'all know the curse Cops try to get me but I ran the first Blue check, no stimmy, but it still gon' work Life no gimme, but the wheel gon' turn Tryna make it from the red to the endzone (Endzone, endzone, endzone, endzone, endzone, endzone, endzone, endzone, endzone)