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Yeah
Woah
Yoo
Woah
Brodie on the block tend to tweak a lot
In a different mode don't like to speak a lot
Felt the devil reach me, I need a Deacon
Brodie left em leakin, without a reason
Hate these niggas bad thought it was genocide
Blowin' money fast
Yeah, that's a thrill of mine
We be blowin' money fast we feel like Meech and Terry
I thought I told em don't come outside cause it's gettin' scary
These niggas fake I look at his watch like why his diamonds blurry
I look myself inside the mirror and I see my vision clearly
Ain't wanna do it but I had to step on em
Makin plays for the bills like I'm Stefon
Momma it's okay I won't fumble it no no
He said he gon do what when he see me?
That's a no go
Fuck boys always coping pleas we won't take a deal
You wanna get corrupted with the public?
We can make it real
Turn the city up, till it's stuck, then we outta here
Boy don't test ya luck with the Skud, you got a life to live
Yeah
Woah
Yoo
Woah
Brodie on the block tend to tweak a lot,
In a different mode don't like to speak a lot
Felt the devil reach me, I need a Deacon
Brodie left em leakin, without a reason
Hate these niggas bad thought it was genocide
Blowin' Money Fast
Yeah, that's a thrill of mine
Generation Z nigga follow me
Hater rest in peace,
My heart on my sleeve
Brodie let the blicky speak cause he proud of me
I been workin' all week, I don't see sleep
I ain't going back and forth with none of these hoes
Aye
If you see some' let a nigga know
Aye
I know some block boys turned into some really rich men
Brought security to the club, nobody gets in
Had to flip the roster
They all Oh my goshin'
Had to get 'em gone