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MY BLOCK
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Soul
MY BLOCK was released on February 24, 2026 by Atlanta Dogs Records as a part of the album SUNSHINE
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Release DateFebruary 24, 2026
LabelAtlanta Dogs Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM56

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Known
Known
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Simmons
Michael Simmons
Composer

Lyrics

Every day, it's been the same old thing on my block
You either workin' or you slangin' cocaine on my block
You had to hustle 'cause that's how we was raised on my block
And you stayed on your high until you made you a knot
On my block, to hang out was the thing back then
And even when you left out, you came back in
On my block, from Holloway, Belfort to Scott
Reed Road to Phlox, we know the spots
Smoke weed and rocks, drank all the blue dots
On your block, you probably bred a Fat Pat
Or 2Pac or Big Pun or B.I
Your homeboys from knee high
And even when it was stormin' outside
That **** be by, that's me, dog
On my block, I ain't had to play the big shot
**** knew me back when I was stealin' beers from Shamrock
And my nickname was Creepy
If Black June could see me, he'd be trippin'
And I bet he'd still try to tease me
My block, where everything is everything, for shizzy
My block, we probably done it all, homie, believe me
My block, we made the impossible look easy
For shizzy, my block, I'd never leave my block
My **** need me
On my block, we ducked the **** haters and the cops
Fuck a Iraq, we raised Impalas chromed out
On my block, it ain't no different than the next block
You get drunk and pass out and they back you to the house
And when you wake up on the couch, you're goin' right back at it
On my block, when you're that fucked up, they laugh at it
On my block, it's just another day in the heart
Of the Southside of Houston, Texas, makin' your mark
On my block, we quen all the time playin' dominoes
Keep the Swisher Sweet down until my mama goes
Back inside, then we can fly
Pass it around a few times and get high
My block, where everything is everything, for shizzy
My block, we probably done it all, homie, believe me
My block, we made the impossible look easy
For shizzy, my block, I'd never leave my block
My **** need me
My block, where everything is everything, for shizzy
My block, we probably done it all, homie, believe me
My block, we made the impossible look easy
For shizzy, my block, I'd never leave my block
My **** need me
On my block, everybody business ain't your business
What's goin' on in this house is stayin' here, comprende?
On my block, you had to have that understandin'
'Cause if you told Miss Maddie, she went and told Gladys
And once Quanza mama got it, it was all on the wire
And when the word got back, they set your ass on fire
On my block, we got some non-vets, shell-shocked
Who never quite got right, now they inhale rocks
On my block, it's like the world don't exist
We stay confined to this small little section we livin' in
On my block, I wouldn't trade it for the world
'Cause I love these ghetto boys and girls
Born and raised on my block
My block, where everything is everything, for shizzy
My block, we probably done it all, homie, believe me
My block, we made the impossible look easy
For shizzy, my block, I'd never leave my block
My **** need me
Written by: Michael Simmons
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