​​block hug lyrics

by

Jim Legxacy


[Intro: 67]
Lovin' the gang
You see it all over my mentions
Put things in the car, let's lurk (all of that)
We ain't looking for normal pedestrians

[Verse 1]
I was afraid of the block, huggin' the block
I'm on the block with like all of my n*ggas, afraid of my ex
Tryin' to get outta my ends, when n*ggas was c*ckblockin'
I was hoppin' a road blockage, but the roads blockin' all my rage
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)

[Bridge]
She told me hood n*ggas don't cry
So when she broke my heart, I had to straight face
She told me hood n*ggas don't cry
So when she broke my heart, I had to straight face
She told me hood n*ggas don't cry
She told me hood n*ggas don't cry
I had to straight face

[Verse 2]
I was in love with the block
I was in love with my ex
I was in lovе 'til they broke n*ggas
I done brokе n*ggas in my ends (Yeah, yeah)
Tryna get the face on me but it's, huh, huh
I had enough, had enough in the end (Uh, uh, uh)
We never grew a lot
n*ggas was killin' my friends
Nittys been livin' on roads, don't know if my daddy love me
Keep me and my mummy, I like how you were supposed to love me
I had enough, had enough in the end (Uh, uh, uh)
[Verse 3]
Yeah
I was a little n*gga, they was tryna put fear in my heart, and they succeeded
I always knew that a life on the block wasn't one that I wanted
I'm just deeping
I was afraid of the block, huggin' the block
Stay with the crooks and the hooligans, yeah

[Refrain: Jim Legxacy, 67, Both]
Most of the mandem stressin'
Bare vex when they see her texts
It's tekky, she don't ever ask no questions, yeah
Guess it got way out of hand
Still pulling up, no messing (Pull up)
67, my brothers
Spare no one for my bredrins
b*tches be lovin' the gang

[Verse 4]
Yeah
How can I bite a hand that fed, man?
I never had a hand that fed, man
I been tryin' to get to top, so I could hit the belly like Jeff Hardy
Blue borough, like the Chi Rizzy
Uh, I'm takin' my guys with me
When I get off the bits, they all arrive with me
I got several ties in me, yeah, yeah
Year 9 was a city n*gga with the white on me like I'm Bobby Brown
This year, I'm a singin' n*gga like I'm Bobby Brown
And I got some new additions to the plot
Grew with no food in the pot
sh*t that we did to survive where we were from
You would look at me different, man I seen alot
[Refrain: Jim Legxacy, 67]
Most of the mandem stressin'
Bare vex when they see her texts
It's tekky, she don't ever ask no questions, yeah
Guess it got way out of hand
Still pulling up, no messing (Pull up)
67, my brothers
Spare no one for my bredrins
b*tches be lovin' the gang

[Outro: 67]
b*tches be lovin' the gang
(Jim Legxacy)
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