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from the block - raw youngin lyrics

[intro]
yeah, this some real sh*t, you know what i’m sayin’?
that you can relate to, know what i’m sayin’?
that you can relate to, know what i’m sayin’?
you know what i’m sayin’?
you know what i’m—
they played, let’s go

[verse 1]
yeah, boy, i’m just started and sh*t, i’m goin’ too crazy (too crazy)
these chains bust down, remember i was too basic (too basic)
i’m in the scatpack, i told ’em i was through racin’ (skrrt)
and after that, put that on face, i need a vacation (let’s go)
i’m from the bottom where it’s hard, and i’m shinin’ for real
i started rappin’ when i noticed we were dyin’ to live (uh*huh)
i never seen the fame comin’, i was focused on friends
they steady f*ckin’ up my bag, now i’m scopin’ again (yeah, lеt’s go)
i ain’t trippin’, i’m just livin’ everything though (everything though)
far from thе block, it’s only right i got a name though (i got a name though)
that b*tch so slime, she gon’ leave when the rain go
they say i changed up, i’m still the same though (havin’ fun)

[chorus]
boy, i’m still that same lil’ n*gga from the block (from the block)
i’m still that same lil’ n*gga with ’em glocks (with ’em glocks)
i’m still that same young n*gga with ’em rocks (with ’em rocks)
i’m still that same young n*gga tryna rock (tryna rock)
i’m still that same young n*gga from the block (from the block)
i’m still that same young n*gga with ’em glocks (with ’em glocks)
i’m still that same young n*gga with ’em rocks (with ’em rocks)
i’m still that same young n*gga tryna rock (tryna rock)
[verse 2]
i’m still that same young n*gga, i would block them (bop, bop)
if i ain’t worry, someone tellin’ would’ve rocked them (ayy, for real)
i always had a bag, shout out my mama (shout out my mama)
shout out brittany, shout out mimi, and shivanna (ayy, for real)
now we ain’t gotta talk about it, they know what’s up now (huh)
lil’ raw finna win, i’m top ten, don’t give a f*ck now (b*tch)
i got so much diamonds in the chain, this b*tch bust down (huh)
rollie cost a cool twenty*five, that’s a touchdown
tell granny, tell daddy and them that we up good
finna drop a bag in the hood, them n*ggas’ fates good
tried to move my mama out the hood, she wanna stay though
them crackers blazed the block like yesterday, but i ain’t stay there, for real (yeah, raw)

[outro]
i’m still that same lil’ n*gga with ’em glocks
i’m still that same young n*gga with ’em rocks
i’m still that same young n*gga tryna rock

- raw youngin lyrics

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