Lyrics Nomadic - DuRu Tha King , Scotty ATL

Gotta ten P dropping in my bank, I feel like Sam Haddon
Watch what your saying you ain't even in the damn range
That check a flare wave a zoom and I zoom past
Nigga play a maze since I came out of the wound
Got me coppin shit
Getting outta hand, I just do me
Now I see so many motherfuckers tryna do me
You couldn't trace my style even if your nigga drew me
Huston bitches tryna screw me
Okay you get it I was shining my teeth
Thinking how far I came
Brightened days up in here
Used to trap in the rain
When it dry hit the city I was deep in the game
Can't wear no jeans in my bucket, ain't tryna clean out the stains yea

Raised on a block
Came from a block
Keep a pistol cause its bout yo name on a block
Fuck some bitches now its mister chain in a watch
All I seen was niggas over stoves with the pots
Raised on a block
Came from a block
Keep a pistol cause its bout yo name on a block
Fuck some bitches now its mister chain in a watch
All I seen was niggas over stoves with the pots

Daddy was in denial so I strayed to the block
Adopted a gangster attitude
Said mother fuck my gratitude
My state of mind is win or lose
Ain't no bitch gon play me fool
Ain't no nigga gon take my food
I'll die before you take me through it
This pain I got inside, I could fly if you make me do it
If heavens gotta road, i'll ride if you can take me to it
Fame, money, and hoes don't define how imma fucking move it
Yea, don't define how imma fucking move it
Yea, yea, yea...
Days move like minutes
Just hold on to yo spirit
If you a real nigga
You'll hold on to these children

Raised on a block
Came from a block
Keep a pistol cause its bout yo name on a block
Fuck some bitches now its mister chain in a watch
All I seen was niggas over stoves with the pots
Raised on a block
Came from a block
Keep a pistol cause its bout yo name on a block
Fuck some bitches now its mister chain in a watch
All I seen was niggas over stoves with the pots