vs1: I'm in these streets trying to eat while staying sucker free the mental of a God so I move like a beast chasing the bag cause money my beauty dead presidents my groupy only the green can move me be on a whole nother level fighting a battle between the blocks and the devil third eye burying wicked thoughts like a shovel the higher power molded me a rebel rebellious to these man made laws I'm perilous it's not to many niggas that can pair with this heavy talkers get their lips and wigs split frame shaking bodies tossed in a ditch all my life been a goone I'm really with the shits home invasions tie niggas up make 'em watch while I be stroking they bitch skeet on her face hit the safe and leave with rich 3x Chorus: Hustling Hard Avoiding The Frauds Preaching The Word I'm A Block God vs2: I started from consignment got the feins in line man got my paper right and started rocking designer brands was blessed from the higher power given the word and soud mind on how to move the blocks and push the powder whip it up 180 degrees boiling water baking soda wrist game make it lock and rock it up chop it down and bag it up watch your mouth wen when hitting my line speak in codes drugs we don't bring 'em up true hustlers know that the feti comes from narcotics and sluts pimp drug dealer pushing narcotics and butts creeping through the fog and getting it out the mud super lit from heavenly bud when it's beef I stay clutching the rod I practice what I preach I'm a BLOCK GOD 3X CHORUS: HUSTLING HARD AVOIDING THE FRAUDS PREACHING THE WORD I'M A BLOCK GOD