Majin Buu

Spin the block You know my people tote them glocks All my niggas crazy I can't tell them when to stop Slim pull up in the black droptop Taylor g right behind me know the party don't stop Took a ride I had to pray Lord don't let these niggas take my life away I been grinding mama got a place to stay Got my lil brother cutting grass in new j's Making music in the den hits made Chase your dreams lil nigga get paid Give a f*ck what the haters gotta say Stayed down wit the homies trust me God'll make a way Big dreams got a house on the hills Paid off all my debts and I ain't got no bills Real rap no mumble over here I'm coming for the throne call the cops comandeer At the end of the day f*ck what a hater say Told my mama that her boy would make a way Spent too many nights Checking my account Now I grind put food on the dinner plate Mack Slim Taylor g We stay high gone roll that tree Mack Slim Taylor g We only pick the beats that make you move yo feet Yeah we in this bitch was happenin Me and mack here So we'll get it poppin Shorty lonely shot a text Sayin drop in So I dropped in Then our eyes locked in And she told me im the one Aint do nothing wrong But i feel im on the run Not like bey and jay That one seem like fun Disappearin with my shorty Somewhere gettin sun Rollin short fat joints Lookin like a thumb I been in the den You aint seen in bout a month Taking risks at the cliff Yeah we made the jump Not bein scared of nothin Yeah we toughened up Not drinking We got water in our solo cup Melanin on the beat I got on chucks Your girl think they neat But imma switch to some ones Beat you up use hands We dont need guns Knock a muh fugga out Call me like shogun But the homies are strapped So no problems Keep the glass mad clean Boards like rodman I dont start issues never I just solve them Still takin my steps on the way to zen Need my ink signin checks With a fountain pen Theres a money move? Im there just tell me when Shorty is we datin We cant be friends I been givin extra bars lately Had some girls pressin me They was trynna felate me Said no ran off and they started to chase me Okay im fabricating But i swear bruh People be crazy Thats why you always catch me meditating Once im gathered Roll one up, and light the tree Once our sound blow There will be a fee To get these lines we spit Laid on a beat Unless you in house, in the embaasy Cuz we ambassadors And the den is our sweet Homies pull up at your door No trick or treat