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Chorus Em Decorate your block with red tape, foenem slidin' every day C G Bunch of hollows spittin' out the Glock Em I been servin' fiends all day, out there posted with the gang C G Nigga, we was taught to get it off the block Em It's a hundred bands in the safe, now I got expensive taste C G Mike Amiri jeans, fill 'em up with knots Em I been on my grind every day, don't believe in takin' breaks C G I ain't stoppin' 'til we chillin' at the top [Verse 1] Em Swervin' on the E-way, don't care if I crash in this coupe C G Shit I'm thinkin' 'bout too real, might lose my mind in this coupe Em Can't relapse off these drugs, man, R.I.P. to Juice C G We was tweakin' off them Percs, I popped my last one with you Em Bond tight with my day ones, ain't tryna find no recruits C G We was playin' give and take on that front line with my troops Em Em Ayy, like who want smoke? We got plenty guns C G Keep two lil' savages on X and they gon' get it done Em And them hollow tips do surgery, they gon' clip his lungs C G It was goin' down on the set, that's when this shit was fun Em I just been ballin' on these niggas like I'm Kendrick Nunn C G Every day my birthday, bitch, it's lit, I just turned twenty-one Chorus Em Decorate your block with red tape, foenem slidin' every day C G Bunch of hollows spittin' out the Glock Em I been servin' fiends all day, out there posted with the gang C G Nigga, we was taught to get it off the block Em It's a hundred bands in the safe, now I got expensive taste C G Mike Amiri jeans, fill 'em up with knots Em I been on my grind every day, don't believe in takin' breaks C G I ain't stoppin' 'til we chillin' at the top [Verse 2] Em Ever since I stepped up in this game, I've been a bomb threat C G I was in the trenches, tryna see a life beyond that Em 'Cause complacent niggas usually die up in they complex C G Nigga, where I'm from, they turn death into a contest Em Livin' by the gun, put all my trust into this compact C G My niggas went to war, but they ain't get no Vietnam check Em Lil' bro want his head, he tryna make his brains ooze C G Lil' bitch, I'm from the Northside where they raise goons Em Took losses in these streets, shit got me singin' gang blues C G I been a real nigga 'fore this shit became cool Em I'm the type to switch my watch up every time I change moods C G He the type to get excited 'cause he made The Shade Room Chorus Em Decorate your block with red tape, foenem slidin' every day C G Bunch of hollows spittin' out the Glock Em I been servin' fiends all day, out there posted with the gang C G Nigga, we was taught to get it off the block Em It's a hundred bands in the safe, now I got expensive taste C G Mike Amiri jeans, fill 'em up with knots Em I been on my grind every day, don't believe in takin' breaks C G I ain't stoppin' 'til we chillin' at the top