Lyrics

The block is hot Gotta watch out for the ops (Aye) In and out Birds coming by the flock (Bliihh) They setup shop Just to get a lil guap (Money) Plot the plan same day He made a drop (Plotting) In the car sweating hard Ducking shots (Pew pew) The Streets is harsh You can't even have no heart (Naw) They gone get it how they live Fuck the cost (Yea) Felon sign that dot He can't get a job (Naw) If you ain't talking bout no money You can't stop talking (Shhh) Ain't no since in doing business If you window shopping (Naw) Turn around he might rob you For a couple onions (Word) Living fast on the edge They just Cutting corners (Oh yea) Stay calm under pressure When you in the Pocket It's on and popping When they see you With those birds flocking I stay with heat In the streets Cause it's less boxing (Fasho) You Gotta move with a purpose Cause the Feds watching The block is hot Gotta watch out for the ops (Aye) In and out Birds coming by the flock (Bliihh) They setup shop Just to get a lil guap (Money) Plot the plan same day He made a drop (Plotting) In the car sweating hard Ducking shots (Pew pew) The streets is harsh You can't even have no heart (Naw) They gone get it how they live Fuck the cost (Yea) Felon sign that dot He can't get a job (naw) Trynna beat all the odds He said fuck the law (Fuck em) Cause it ain't no such thing As having bear claws (Naw) He on his last strike Watching for those flashing lights (Woo woo) He putting on for his dogs Trynna get a bite (Grr) Streets buzzing like a bee Welcome to the hive (Yea Yea) He got it all for the low Just like Fischer price (For the low) People snitching in the streets We just call em mice (Ratting) Outside after dark Out here rolling dice (Shake em) The block is hot Gotta watch out for the ops (Aye) In and out Birds coming by the flock (Bliihh) They setup shop Just to get a lil guap (Money) Plot the plan same day He made a drop (Plotting) In the car sweating hard Ducking shots (Pew pew) The Streets is harsh You can't even have no heart (Naw) They gone get it how they live Fuck the cost (Yea) Felon sign that dot He can't get a job (Naw)
Writer(s): Tavares Foster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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