This is a song about "Selling drugs on the block"

Going out with the new niggah on her fucking block

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

He fought us, got caught up, now selling dope on 21st block corner

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Because i see right through your disguise

The snitch on the block be running for his life

Your the new kid on the block

So i took another shot

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

By killing cops and selling drugs,but what can you do?

The snitch on the block be running for his life

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

I'm that nigga on the block

Lets talk about the cars y'all got