the block

grew up on the block of two

south crew

rollin down the street on screw, cut into deja vu

 

smoking a blunt after blunt

out front

posting up with my dough boys, switchblades grenades and guns

 

bumpin sick beats just for fun

outdone

level up one two, check fools one by one

 

always been a loud loner

moaner

straight up chief, suck seed and leaf, marijuana smoker

 

dressed to impress got fines

obsess

creased up pants, fresh shoes, all blue, success undress

 

doin my south walk for blow

although

I never been one to front, laminar flow, done show