Lyrics Block Boy 2 - SG Tip

Block Boy 2

Crazy
Look what I been
Been through too much
Nigga pull up too fast out here
Like all my brothers gone
I got a couple niggas I fuck with
But that’s it, I swear
These niggas out be hoes, rats, all that
Hatin', fuck them niggas
It’s some niggas out here dyin' but I’m livin'
All the niggas that I grew up with in prison
I lost a couple of my brothers, damn, I miss 'em
We ain’t never have no guidance, we was wishin'
14, I got kicked out of school
The nigga owe me money, I put his head on a stool
You can ask my mama, I been acting a fool
15 on the block, I bought my first deuce-deuce
If a nigga go to trippin', I know to shoot, shoot, shoot
I’ma aim it at your head and see your brains get loose
How the hell that nigga your brother and he told on you?
I’m just glad I made it out, look how the streets did Ju (Damn)
Yeah, free JuJu
I miss you nigga (That shit fucked up)
Rest in peace Tayman too
When I was 17, I seen my first body drop
Bullets so big it make you lose your body part (Damn)
I’d rather beef, little money get you popped
Whatever they paid for a show, it’ll get your top
The Glock-19 is not for fashion
With the thirty on the Glock, it’s guaranteed to test 'em
If you make the wrong move, you and your mans can have it
By 20, I hit my first booth, was made of plastic
I ain’t friendly with no nigga, I let an opp bitch have it
I ain’t friendly with no bitch, I fuck her just like a savage
Really raised in the street, I had a punk ass daddy
My heart made out of concrete, these niggas sweeter than candy (Little bitch)
It’s some niggas out here dyin' but I’m livin'
All the niggas that I grew up with in prison
I lost a couple of my brothers, damn, I miss 'em
We ain’t never have no guidance, we was wishin'
14, I got kicked out of school
The nigga owe me money, I put his head on a stool
You can ask my mama, I been acting a fool
15 on the block, I bought my first deuce-deuce