RetcH — Product of the Block

[Intro] Yo V man, nigga I just be thinkin' like, nigga shit man I remember when back when I was a kid, nigga You knowm sayin? like nigga with this rap shit man You had to really be a ill nigga outside, you knowm sayin? There wasn't no muhfuckin' internet, you knowm sayin? Behind the muhfuckin' keyboards... You had to really had to be a live nigga outside You knowm sayin? It's like nigga, this rap shit weird now You knowm sayin? this shit went to the weirdo's my nigga The weirdo's gon' take this shit the fuck over, it's.. It's hard to be a normal nigga, much less a real nigga You knowm sayin? V'Don [Verse 1] Prolly in the S class, wavy off a benzo Tints low, just so you could see my face Looking like Brad Pitt in Fight Club Hopping out the V for a dutch See my lil man's, toss him a buck, it's nothing Grab some Fritos and a Loosie, though I said I'm gon' quit A little short, you know I'm still on my shit, nigga You ever leave a show and bag up work Supply the block, so ya man's ain't hurt, I ain't think so (Interlude) And when the fuck everybody become so friendly too Ya nahm sayin? I ain't never been that friendly I ain't never know the world to be that friendly man, nah [Verse 2] But all these faggot niggas rapping 'bout base Bunch of bitch niggas taking up space Get 'em out of here It's like they read my life and took a whole page Finna start decking niggas off stage Word to Mommy, nigga I'm off tour, now I'm back up in the hood Selling dope and getting money like I should Shit is second nature And management saying leave this shit alone But these fiends keep hitting up my phone And I ain't turning down dope money Nah, nigga, I'm still hand to hand Might just leave the stage and sell a couple grams Cause I'm 'bout that [Hook] I ain't never had a job, all I know is drugs Grew around thugs, selling crack, tryna duck the fuzz Quick to sell a fiend a dummy if I'm going broke I really live this shit, these niggas rapping, you a fucking joke I was serving off the block when niggas needed coke Snatching niggas biggies wintertime, when niggas needed coats Bitch, I'm just a product of the block nigga Shit, I'm just a product of the block nigga [Verse 3] This for my niggas with them goonies that'll spray for 'em That open the chips in the store before they pay for 'em Live niggas, when they leave you gotta pray for 'em Cause you know anyone could be the last day for 'em You know me, prolly getting money OT Brack the window while my youngin' dime bag a whole P (Interlude) We still not smokin' with niggas man, don't pass shit man My niggas out here tryna pass blunts around, nigga Like we in High-school and shit and I got a backpack strapped to my muhfuckin' back nigga Fuck old do I look nigga? ya nahm sayin? fuck outta here [Verse 4] And my wife be cutting grams just like the iron chef Crib full of straps, thinking where to hide the tec We heard some pussy niggas had it up this side of town We scoped you niggas for a week and took you niggas down And then be back in the hood all regular Front the store charging up my phone behind the register White tee, du-rag, skin glowing, pockets all swole Front of the strip and I'm selling it whole, nigga Busting stops all hours of the night Had to clothesline a fiend up off his bike He tried to short me nigga And police tryna slow a nigga progress Catch me dipping on a dirtbike through the projects [Hook] I ain't never had a job, all I know is drugs Grew around thugs, selling crack, tryna duck the fuzz Quick to sell a fiend a dummy if I'm going broke I really live this shit, these niggas rapping, you a fucking joke I was serving off the block when niggas needed coke Snatching niggas biggies at a time when niggas needed coats Bitch, I'm just a product of the block nigga Shit, I'm just a product of the block nigga [Outro] I'ma tell you where shit got fucked up at man When niggas stopped gettin' disciplined man We finna start bringin' back wedgies man, ya nahm sayin? We finna start pickin' these niggas draws And puttin' it right over they fuckin' forehead man And blindin' these stupid ass niggas, ya nahm sayin? And they already blind enough, ya nahm sayin? Muhfuckas finna start grabbin' niggas chains And just punchin' niggas out they shit, ya nahm sayin? Cause niggas is tweakin' And niggas is just gettin' away with shit, ya nahm sayin? Like everything is just gettin' a pardon Everything is gettin' a pass, like it's-it's-it's...