Product of the Block lyrics

[Intro]
Yo V man, n*gga I just be thinkin' like, n*gga sh*t man
I remember when back when I was a kid, n*gga
You knowm sayin? like n*gga with this rap sh*t man
You had to really be a ill n*gga outside, you knowm sayin?
There wasn't no muhf*ckin' internet, you knowm sayin?
Behind the muhf*ckin' keyboards...
You had to really had to be a live n*gga outside
You knowm sayin? It's like n*gga, this rap sh*t weird now
You knowm sayin? this sh*t went to the weirdo's my n*gga
The weirdo's gon' take this sh*t the f*ck over, it's..
It's hard to be a normal n*gga, much less a real n*gga
You knowm sayin?

V'Don

[Verse 1]
Prolly in the S class, wavy off a benzo
Tints low, just so you could see my face
Looking like Brad Pitt in Fight Club
Hopping out the V for a dutch
See my lil man's, toss him a buck, it's nothing
Grab some Fritos and a Loosie, though I said I'm gon' quit
A little short, you know I'm still on my sh*t, n*gga
You ever leave a show and bag up work
Supply the block, so ya man's ain't hurt, I ain't think so
(Interlude)
And when the f*ck everybody become so friendly too
Ya nahm sayin? I ain't never been that friendly
I ain't never know the world to be that friendly man, nah

[Verse 2]
But all these faggot n*ggas rapping 'bout base
Bunch of b*tch n*ggas taking up space
Get 'em out of here
It's like they read my life and took a whole page
Finna start decking n*ggas off stage
Word to Mommy, n*gga
I'm off tour, now I'm back up in the hood
Selling dope and getting money like I should
sh*t is second nature
And management saying leave this sh*t alone
But these fiends keep hitting up my phone
And I ain't turning down dope money
Nah, n*gga, I'm still hand to hand
Might just leave the stage and sell a couple grams
Cause I'm 'bout that

[Hook]
I ain't never had a job, all I know is drugs
Grew around thugs, selling crack, tryna duck the fuzz
Quick to sell a fiend a dummy if I'm going broke
I really live this sh*t, these n*ggas rapping, you a f*cking joke
I was serving off the block when n*ggas needed coke
Snatching n*ggas biggies wintertime, when n*ggas needed coats
b*tch, I'm just a product of the block n*gga
sh*t, I'm just a product of the block n*gga
[Verse 3]
This for my n*ggas with them goonies that'll spray for 'em
That open the chips in the store before they pay for 'em
Live n*ggas, when they leave you gotta pray for 'em
Cause you know anyone could be the last day for 'em
You know me, prolly getting money OT
Brack the window while my youngin' dime bag a whole P

(Interlude)
We still not smokin' with n*ggas man, don't pass sh*t man
My n*ggas out here tryna pass blunts around, n*gga
Like we in High-school and sh*t and I got a backpack strapped to my muhf*ckin' back n*gga
f*ck old do I look n*gga? ya nahm sayin? f*ck outta here

[Verse 4]
And my wife be cutting grams just like the iron chef
Crib full of straps, thinking where to hide the tec
We heard some pus*y n*ggas had it up this side of town
We scoped you n*ggas for a week and took you n*ggas down
And then be back in the hood all regular
Front the store charging up my phone behind the register
White tee, du-rag, skin glowing, pockets all swole
Front of the strip and I'm selling it whole, n*gga
Busting stops all hours of the night
Had to clothesline a fiend up off his bike
He tried to short me n*gga
And police tryna slow a n*gga progress
Catch me dipping on a dirtbike through the projects
[Hook]
I ain't never had a job, all I know is drugs
Grew around thugs, selling crack, tryna duck the fuzz
Quick to sell a fiend a dummy if I'm going broke
I really live this sh*t, these n*ggas rapping, you a f*cking joke
I was serving off the block when n*ggas needed coke
Snatching n*ggas biggies at a time when n*ggas needed coats
b*tch, I'm just a product of the block n*gga
sh*t, I'm just a product of the block n*gga

[Outro]
I'ma tell you where sh*t got f*cked up at man
When n*ggas stopped gettin' disciplined man
We finna start bringin' back wedgies man, ya nahm sayin?
We finna start pickin' these n*ggas draws
And puttin' it right over they f*ckin' forehead man
And blindin' these stupid ass n*ggas, ya nahm sayin?
And they already blind enough, ya nahm sayin?
Muhf*ckas finna start grabbin' n*ggas chains
And just punchin' n*ggas out they sh*t, ya nahm sayin?
Cause n*ggas is tweakin'
And n*ggas is just gettin' away with sh*t, ya nahm sayin?
Like everything is just gettin' a pardon
Everything is gettin' a pass, like it's-it's-it's...