Churchstreet Lyrics

King of my block they know 'bout me

I'm making this bread

And the whole hood knows it

Why you think that they hating me

You can tell I ain't missing no sleep

Keeping composed they ain't cooler than me

I be Keeping it real no one truer than me screaming out fuck uhm all disrespectfully

I could tell they ain't want the best for me

Cut ehm off like a vasectomy

I was thought to keep bros next to me

Fight on my own when the devil testing me

Ayo why they envy heavily ?

I dunno? I just my thing

I just my thing

While they steady eying me

I can tell they ain't right mentally x2

They just wanna drain my energy

Pretty clear they ain't got integrity

Do what they can to my ruin legacy

Uno me I go stick to the code like I wrote it

Uno I go hard, don't go home

Can't go home must provide for my daughter

So I'm posted up slanging this dope

I'm still posted up slanging that yayooo

Whip some crack on this Mike like a stove

Uno c ain't the type to stay home

Can't get sleep they still pinging my phone

Find a fein in the trap

Catching his zees

I gotta go send that boy home

Cause I supply crack

I'm so sorry I don't not supply no one homes

I mean I supply raps

That's incase the Feds try to run through my home

Gotta keep me a Motorola

Heard the Feds tapped through all of my phone

Ain't no talking on phones

We got some business to handle

We'll do it in person

Get a 10/10 review

When it comes to the trap

All my fiens can confirm it.

Ye uh

The real niggas up!

I'm telling my big bro

Ain't no love in the city but fuck it

Cause we going up

They know whatsup

We keep doubling up.

Plug came in clutch now the whole hood full

Cause they eating on us!

They can't eat with the hood they too suss

Ain't no rats in my circle, that's foul

Uno me I go slime his ass down

Get me the drop then we run in his house

It's Pretty clear that the real distort fake

how the fuck they let rats in they crowd ?

They ain't rapping! They singing out loud

Up in the station they running they mouths

Paralyzed I don't budge in my sleep

Posted up comfy

I'm king of this town

I'm still praying that one of them creep up on me

I'm putting on hole in his crown

Bullets create a hole in his mata

Bullets create a hole in his dome

Ain't the type to go stir up wahala

But we got barretas at home

Big ass Glock posted in

16 willow park

If you wanna know what I'm on

Pull up on me get smoked by the door

Neighborhood know me for letting out smoke

We the type to end beef that's provoked

I know fuck niggas gon be provoked

Cause they calling us hood hero's

Cause they calling us hood hero's

King of my block they know 'bout me

I'm making this bread

And the whole hood knows it

Why you think that they hating me

You can tell I ain't missing no sleep

Keeping composed they ain't cooler than me

I be Keeping it real no one truer than me screaming out fuck uhm all disrespectfully

You can tell they ain't want the best for me

Cut ehm off like a vasectomy

I was thought to keep bros next to

Fight on my own when the devil testing me

Ayo why they envy heavily ?

I dunno? I just my thing

I just my thing

While they steady eying me

I can tell they ain't right mentally x2