8th Block - sheff g

M8V3N, M8V3N gang

Shooter, shooter, that’s shooter gang

Shooter gang gang gang gang

M8V3N, M8V3N gang

Shooter, shooter, that’s shooter gang

(Great John on the beat by the way)

Shooter gang gang gang gang

Look

I done been through the struggle

I see how they talk, why they lyin' in music

And I been through the system

There’s no way to beat it it’s come for that bread or you losin'

Watch all them bitches who pickin' and choosin'

'Cause them be the ones have you snoozin'

Never get comfy, just stick it and move it

Live and you learn about what I’m talkin' bout

Nigga triple your bands

Bet that money gone be there before you go stretchin' your hand

Depend on your bitch

Use that money to help you select out the fakest of friends

Depend on no man

Never switch on you mans, or tell on your mans no matter the situation

Couple hundreds in hand I stretch it instead and flex like shit was lit

I was broke, they ain’t give me shit

And my class remember how they’d laugh

With the gang jokin' in the back

But school wasn’t for me I was skippin' on

Made the grip hot nigga pass it off

Twist up your bitch and I’m slappin' raw

On the 8th block niggas risk it all it was just a call, it was just a call

First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em

Lucky ain’t runnin' to plenty of 'em

On the 8th block niggas risk it all, it was just a call, it was just a call

They knew my name way before I knew 'em

Haters gone hate hope I run into 'em

On the 8th block niggas risk it all, it was just a call, it was just a call

Clap for me, love it when she make it clap for me

No homo the game make it clap for me

Don’t come and get left in the past for free

Love my lil' bitch, said I love my lil' bitch

She spittin' on nastily

I love my lil' bitch, said I love my lil' bitch

She doin' me nastily

Lately been holdin' my anger in

I just been holdin' my anger in

Flex when you see me, ha, flex when you see me

I’m catching a man again

They want me locked up in a pen again, huh

Stuck in a pen again, they plotting' on me all the way to the end

I ride for my brothers 'til you see the end

Made the grip hot nigga pass it off

Twist up your bitch and I’m slappin' raw

On the 8th block niggas risk it all it was just a call, it was just a call

First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em

Lucky ain’t runnin' to plenty of 'em

On the 8th block niggas risk it all, it was just a call, it was just a call

It was just a call, it was just a call

It was just a call, it was just a call

It was just a call, it was just a call

It was just a call, it was just a call