How ft. Caine Marko Lyrics

How I grow in the country but I'm a block star

How I'm constantly spitting but I'm a rock star

How I grow in the country but I'm a block star

How I'm constantly spitting but I'm a rock star

She said how you miss the call you always flick through your phone

Baby I'm never at home give her dick then I go

Pussy better be exclusive to me girl you know

Let a neeky nigga and we can't fuck no more

And that's on jah

How I grow in the country but I'm a block star

How I'm constantly spitting but I'm a rock star

I'm no ordinary spitter, I'm no ordinary nigga

She said I'm more than she pictured

Said I'm the gallery

She said why don't you come over like I'm Valerie

Way I put the pen to pad just isn't sanitary

Shit I came up from the dirt I was raggedy

Now I got the bag with me dirty and salary

He ain't rating me no more he introduced me to his girl she was a fan of me

I am actually becoming who I said that I would be

Them man telling me how I should do it oh the irony

How I grow in the country but I'm a block star

How I'm constantly spitting but I'm a rock star

How I grow in the country but I'm a block star

How I'm constantly spitting but I'm a rock star

Come in the place and cause Kaos like I was OB now

They never knew before the set but yeah they know me now

This bait face is on the posters I don't really get involved

These times I never swing it out coz I'm a OG now

I'll let the YGs on you

Trust me these kids are hungry they take designers of you

I had the writers block two three four five six seven

Eight nine ten eleven twelve that's how many bitches I got

While I was backstage prepping they was lipsing a thot

Fifteen old with a stack I was the kid on the block

Call me Mr Miyage I taught these kids to Karate

I taught these kids how to what I taught these kids how to chop

And it ain't Cappa now nah this is the big nigga flow

Check the drip quick yeah this is the rich nigga flow

At the festi you won't catch me pitching a tent nah

I'm pitching a home grab a ting then we roll

Bro I don't know who needs to hear this but this year

It's popping off and it's popping off heavy

She calling me Narcissistic said that I'm toxic

Bruck arf the back bone she know that this coxic

She said the style crisp I ain't talking bout wotsit

Said she wann fly told her ride in the cockpit

I can be your pilot this bedrooms the airport

So tell me what your really here for

Something you been waiting for years for more or less I couldn't care for

Baby be careful or someone's getting hurt so catch flights not feelings

Or its true colours revealing

And that's the kinda stress I don't deal with

I just want a chick who takes dick I can chill with

Sip a couple Henny with the Maggies and bill spliffs

Someone who forever gonna keep it real real with the realest

Cos it's only real shit that me gon deal with

Yeah it's only real shit that me gon deal with

I'm a bloodclart rock star

How I grow in the country but I'm a block star

How I'm constantly spitting but I'm a rock star

How I grow in the country but I'm a block star

How I'm constantly spitting but I'm a rock star