CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Off The Block

Three things change when you get to the paper
Friends, some might even turn to your haters
The crib, ‘cause that ain’t where you live no more
Plus your fam start to treat you like you owe that dough
Boy I don’t owe you nothing
Plus my trap ain't jumping
See me moving think it’s dollars please don't make them assumptions
Did some sh*t for less than copper
Lead to paper abundance
You spent your four years hustlin’
I’m in my four walls bumpin
Goddamn Goddamn
We need chicken in advance
Freaky Sheeka tried to play me
We need chicken for the yams
Aww man goddamn
Now we pitching for the bands
I hit Vinnies blew a couple take a picture for the gram
I got the hoes on my body
5-0 on body
Neck wrist it’s rocky
Skrt Skrt the Mazi
Yeah that’s rented for the optic why we spend it
Nothing shifted plus a business
This the highest form of living my n***a