Watch the Block Bleed Songtext
von Grimm

Aye, how long I been doin′ this here? (Man, at least ten strong, fo'sho)
Strong, man, that′s a long time (I'm tellin' you, ′cause we been makin′ boys meal tickets
It's time for us to get it, homie
I think these boys done forgot who started this
(Who started this?)
I started this for all these Mexicans down South
All I know is I bet these boys don′t want none of this flow (hold up, real, man, kick that shit)

My moms told me keep my friends close, but keep my enemies closer
Like Scarface and Sosa, goin' to war with soldiers
But hold ya head high, ain′t gonna lie, stayin' alive
Is harder than you realize, gonna be a day to die
Still I′ma try 'cause I got the hood up in my veins
And it's pumpin′ through my body, collision course, runaway train
Some of the same motherfuckers that I′m runnin' with
Got that gun in the hip and if I wanted a lick
Who you think they comin′ to get?


Dumbin' this shit, I′m gonna hit anyone that wanna plex
S-E-H-T-X, who gon' hate me next?
I got the means to make the most of every move you make
You need to choose your fate, don′t be no fool and wait
Hesitate in this game and you're gone
Niggas painted his name at your dome
Every day I pray to get home and I got my blade and my chrome
And I'm known for gettin′ blown so ignite the flight
And though they heard I drop the mic, don′t believe the hype

This is for the hustlers and this is for my G's
This is to them busters that try to take my cheese
I got too many youngsters that′s out there on them streets
And we doin' what we wants to, now watch the block bleed

This is for the hustlers and this is for my G′s
This is to them busters that try to take my cheese
I got too many youngsters that's out there on them streets
And we doin′ what we wants to, now watch the block bleed

It's no mystery when I'm in ride mode, it′s Quavo and hydro
Watch the man apply those, skills that let me high roll
Down low, deep in the South is where I′m from
Number one done got you stunned from the motion of the tongue
Lookin' sprung like a fiend, weigh my dreams on triple beams
Made a team, plush cream lifestyle at 15
Flipped the money faster than I could spend it
Some got jealous, some offended, what was started never ended
When did you get the idea that I′m supposed to play the bitch?
Tapin' hits, takin′ flicks, holdin' out to make it rich


Faded switch, now I′m just steppin', ain't no lookin′ back
Knowin′ that the game ain't no different than the cookin′ crack
Brook to mack, that's my life in a phrase
Hard feelings, I don′t got 'em, lookin′ for the better days
Bet it pays and if it don't, well, I did my best
Just a sinner in the flesh, tell me can I get my rest?

This is for the hustlers and this is for my G's
This is to them busters that try to take my cheese
I got too many youngsters that′s out there on them streets
And we doin′ what we wants to, now watch the block bleed

This is for the hustlers and this is for my G's
This is to them busters that try to take my cheese
I got too many youngsters that′s out there on them streets
And we doin' what we wants to, now watch the block bleed

I raise my right hand to the man and pray that he help me through the day
I know it′s been times that not for him that I'd be dead and on my way
For every bullet in the night that missed me, wished they passin′ by
Turnin' my eyes toward the sky and thank the Lord that I'm alive
Other times out on the street, I′m fadin′ fools that bringin' heat
Paid the crew to make the creep and take the fool out in his sleep

Now don′t blame me for the way it is in this day of doin' business
I could ask for my forgiveness, but I can′t act as if I'm sinless
What I know is I can only be as strong as my weakest link
I can lead that man to the water, but it′s up to the man to drink
Now stop and think before you sink within' the time it takes to blink
Tattooed tears fall from the eyes made with homemade ink

This is for the hustlers and this is for my G's
This is to them busters that try to take my cheese
I got too many youngsters that′s out there on them streets
And we doin′ what we wants to, now watch the block bleed

This is for the hustlers and this is for my G's
This is to them busters that try to take my cheese
I got too many youngsters that′s out there on them streets
And we doin' what we wants to, now watch the block bleed