Untitled Song
• Written by Anonymous
Knocked the blocks walls off center blocks
Live in hade's houston hot of the wall bring back
Nasa Sic got the hotest Chanllengers in awe
Basics in awe, they like he spice he on fire
Young nicky on the come up we make molds
Break all the rules while we run up
You silicone we teflon, got the don on the line
Just lift it up, cut it up, and hit em up
Never chose to burn the block down done it up
fire for hire, back in briar
turned up every block next to tha rock
people ya know say they see me at the top while
your laying at the drop yellin let me out
Ashn vegas on ya off my Mezzanine
Screaming Vieni Vidi Vici but why ya got to take Biggie
Hold up, this the game, it chose us
Pioneer, started on my corner like the cold crush
Had smokers linin' up the block like a gold rush
The sayin' "life fast and die young" is what they told us
The way that they mold us, perfect way that showed us
How to get money, fuck bitches off this nose dust
Showed me how to burn the block down before it slows up
Before the window of opportunity close up
Lookin' from the top floor, what would I stop for?
Still hear the crowd cheers, while I'm thinkin' encore
Flyin' on a Concorde, listening to Tom Ford
Frames match the song title, flyer than a Condor
Little niggas rhyme poor, poverty flows in ya
Part of beatin' hoes in, I am who you're tryin' for?
I think not - Pusha, stay hot
The coupe's got no roofs, forever they stay drop nigga
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