I Was On The Block (feat. Boogie & Valee)

The time is now

Gangsta shit

I was on the block when the homie sack flipped

I was right there when he got his new whip

I was with a six-piece, he had a cool bitch

I was right there when the homie got rich

I was wearing the fade when the homie had the braids

I was right there helpin' homie with the plays

I was in position because I would never hate

Now it's my time, and I'm gon' throw it in your face

Pussy poppin', bitches topless

Album droppin', Barney shoppin'

Bottles poppin', Rolex watchin'

Lambo option-ass nigga

Expensive cotton, I want it I cop it

Money plottin', always profit

Bitches flockin', niggas watchin'

Pistol cockin', mad nigga

My chain, gotta ice it

Got a new watch, do you like it?

Got a new bitch, she my sidekick

She know I'm lit, she psychic

I got money now so she do whatever I say

I got the bitch dykin'

I got money now so she do whatever I say

Tell her leave, she hikin'

They like: YG a show-off

I'ma throw it in your face, I told y'all

Before the money, didn't know y'all

Now you on my dick so I'ma hold y'all

Yeah, I had a meeting with Kanye

Yeah, we had a good convo

These was the words from Kanye

Fuck bein' humble, act a asshole

I was on the block when the homie sack flipped

I was right there when he got his new whip

I was with a six-piece, he had a cool bitch

I was right there when the homie got rich

I was wearing the fade when the homie had the braids

I was right there helpin' homie with the plays

I was in position because I would never hate

Now it's my time, and I'm gon' throw it in your face

Three-piece ridin', bad bitch havin'

My ho act like she don't know nobody

Got racks in my pockets, which ones? All 'em

And I'm smokin' exotic, spent six hundred at Chi-Town

In my blunt got White Runtz

She want to kick it, no Taekwon'

I was sippin' red with my bitch the other day

These Amiri jeans cost me 2. 5K

I know all my ex-bitches feel like shit today

I pull up in old-schoolers, runnin' rich today

Bitch I'm straight-A, fall in heaven, I'm in Gucci flips today

Don't run up, I'm not havin', ho, I got the stick today, bitch

I got zip after zip in my day-to-day

Ice my neck and wrist up, Hurricane Chris, 'A Bay Bay'

I was on the block when the homie sack flipped

I was right there when he got his new whip

I was with a six-piece, he had a cool bitch

I was right there when the homie got rich

I was wearing the fade when the homie had the braids

I was right there helpin' homie with the plays

I was in position because I would never hate

Now it's my time, and I'm gon' throw it in your face

I was on my bag and that just put me into shape

'Cause I was givin' way to be the one that motivates

I was in the hood when that shit happened in the gates

No, let me stop, 'cause shit that's still an open case, uh

I can't do no leash with it

Most my women free spirits

So-and-so: How he hit it?

Fuck it, I'm gon' remix it, bitch

'Cause I'm a deep feelin', lease livin'

Weave stricken, wish I seen different

But I couldn't, I done had it bad

Niggas tryna get all my shit

You must be thinkin' you slick

You owe me rent for half a year

You tryna live on my dick

And if my oppers catch me sloppy, see me slippin' and shit

Just write a sentence on my grave, say: This nigga was lit

Remember

I was on the block when the homie sack flipped

I was right there when he got his new whip

I was with a six-piece, he had a cool bitch

I was right there when the homie got rich

I was wearing the fade when the homie had the braids

I was right there helpin' homie with the plays

I was in position because I would never hate

Now it's my time, and I'm gon' throw it in your face