Boy I’m on some other shyt Block Boyz be the click Bz up We rep the set Ain’t Fukin wit no degenerate This new generation on some joto shit Sell outs getting hit Target practice on these bitches Snitches getting death Bitch You Should of kept that lip stitched Fuk boy You ain’t my brotha I’ll look you in the eyes You hate to see me shine In the county active like a mothafuka Broke boy no money Bum boy you ah suka Sneak dissing I wouldn’t fuk yo hoe ass motha Shitty little bitch I’m turnt up bout to keep this shit lit Yo cuzzin a fag and yo daddy a bitch I’m in my own lane I’m on my own shit Trust no one Boy I can’t trust a bitch Tyc shyt Block Boyz Only hitters banging the set Close knit Mothafukas we brothaz Norte