I Was on the Block lyrics in Hindi and lyrics in English. The lyrics of the song is written by Anthony Dixson, DIJON ISAIAH MCFARLANE the singers of the song I Was on the Block are Boogie, Valee, Y.G., YG and the music is composed by . I Was on the Block is a song from the movie and The label and the original rights of the song belongs to Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
I Was on the Block Lyrics In English [Boogie, Valee, Y.G., YG]
The time is now
Gangsta shit
I was on the block when the homie sack flipped (Flipped)
I was right there when he got his new whip (Whip)
I was with a six piece, he had a cool bitch (Bitch)
I was right there when the homie got rich (Rich)
I was wearing the fade when the homie had the braids (Braids)
I was right there helpin’ homie with the plays (Plays)
I was in position because I will never hate (Hate)
Now it’s my time, and I’m gon’ throw it in your face
Pussy poppin’ (Ayy), bitches topless (Ayy)
Album droppin’ (Ayy), Barney shoppin’ (Ayy)
Bottles poppin’ (Ayy), Rolex watchin’ (Ayy)
Lambo’ option-ass nigga
Expensive cotton (Ayy), I want it I cop it (Ayy)
Money plottin’ (Ayy), always profit (Ayy)
Bitches flockin’ (Ayy), niggas watchin’ (Ayy)
Pistol cockin’, mad nigga
My chain, gotta ice it (Ice)
Got a new watch, do you like it? (Like)
Got a new bitch, she my sidekick (Bitch)
She know I’m lit, she psychic (I’m lit)
I got money now so she do whatever I say
I got the bitch dykin’ (Dykin’)
I got money now so she do whatever I say
Tell her leave, she hikin’ (Bitch hikin’)
They like, “YG a show-off” (Show-off)
I’ma throw it in your face, I told y’all (I’ma throw it)
Before the money, didn’t know y’all (Know y’all)
Now you on my dick so I’ma hold y’all (Hold)
Yeah, I had a meeting with Kanye (Yeah)
Yeah, we had a good convo (Yeah)
These was the words from Kanye (Yeah)
“F*ck bein’ humble, act a asshole”
I was on the block when the homie sack flipped (Flipped)
I was right there when he got his new whip (Whip)
I was with a six piece, he had a cool bitch (Bitch)
I was right there when the homie got rich (Rich)
I was wearing the fade when the homie had the braids (Braids)
I was right there helpin’ homie with the plays (Plays)
I was in position because I will never hate (Hate)
Now it’s my time, and I’m gon’ throw it in your face
Three-piece ridin’ (Yeah), bad bitch havin’ (Yeah)
My hoe (Yeah) act like she don’t know nobody (Yeah)
Got racks in my pockets (Yeah), which ones? (Yeah) All ’em (Yeah)
And I’m smokin’ exotic, spent six hundred at Chi-town (Yeah)
In my blunt (Yeah) got White Runtz (Yeah)
She want to kick it (Yeah), no Taekwon’ (Yeah, no Taekwon’)
I was sippin’ red with my bitch the other day (I was sippin’ red)
These Amiri jeans cost me 2.5K (2.5K)
I know all my ex-bitches (Yeah) feel like shit today (Like shit today)
I pull up in old-schoolers, runnin’ rich today (Runnin’ rich)
Bitch I’m straight-A, fall in heaven, I’m in Gucci flips today (Gucci flips)
Don’t run up, I’m not havin’, hoe, I got the stick today, bitch (Got the stick)
I got zip after zip in my day-to-day (In my day-to-day)
Ice my neck and wrist up, Hurricane Chris, ‘A Bay Bay’
I was on the block when the homie sack flipped (Flipped)
I was right there when he got his new whip (Whip)
I was with a six piece, he had a cool bitch (Bitch)
I was right there when the homie got rich (Rich)
I was wearing the fade when the homie had the braids (Braids)
I was right there helpin’ homie with the plays (Plays)
I was in position because I will never hate (Hate)
Now it’s my time, and I’m gon’ throw it in your face
I was on my bag and that just put me into shape (Uh)
‘Cause I was givin’ way to be the one that motivates (Uh)
I was in the hood when that shit happened in the gates
No, let me stop, ’cause shit that’s still an open case, uh
I can’t do no leash with it
Most my women free spirits
So-and-so, “How he hit it?”
F*ck it, I’m gon’ remix it, bitch
‘Cause I’m a deep feelin’, lease livin’
Weave stricken, wish I seen different
But I couldn’t, I done had it bad
Niggas tryna get all my shit (Get all my shit)
You must be thinkin’ you slick (Thinkin’ you slick)
You owe me rent for half a year
You tryna live on my dick (Live on my dick)
And if my oppers catch me sloppy, see me slippin’ and shit (Slippin’)
Just write a sentence on my grave, say, “This nigga was lit”
Remember
I was on the block when the homie sack flipped (Flipped)
I was right there when he got his new whip (Whip)
I was with a six piece, he had a cool bitch (Bitch)
I was right there when the homie got rich (Rich)
I was wearing the fade when the homie had the braids (Braids)
I was right there helpin’ homie with the plays (Plays)
I was in position because I will never hate (Hate)
Now it’s my time, and I’m gon’ throw it in your face