[Chorus]
Lil bro workin' on his jump shot
He tryna make it and I gotta keep my gun cocked
My life, they cannot take it
And she wanna eat it up, ahh
Heard the block is getting mad hot

[Verse 1]
I got way too many cases
Broski told me, tie my laces
And I can't go to the shop
Because it's [?] and too much bakin'
And I'm way too real so fakin' n***as thinkin' that we made it
Broski workin' on his jumper
Told my n***a, just be patient
And it's true, you see that risk, you better take it
I know I made it from a hood
But I'm the one that's gonna change it
And I [?] my momma goin' shoppin' at Food Basics
And my momma, she still mad because her son ain't graduated
Graduated, never graduated
And I learn how to use that pistol
Baby, I ain't hesitatin'
Demons callin', better say no
Better say no, better say no
[Chorus]
Lil bro workin' on his jump shot
He tryna make it and I gotta keep my gun cocked
My life, they cannot take it
And she wanna eat it up, ahh
Heard the block is getting mad hot

[Verse 2]
You ain't in the field with us
So you cannot play with us
Baby, yeah he gotta stop
Prolly sneak it in the car
And I don't believe in trust
N***a shot a semi up
And I don't believe in love
Baby, I don't wanna cuff
Do you ever get that feeling?
Put your homie in position
Now he's in it, he gon' get it
Look at him, just like he did it
Sellin' bricks, ain't talkin' business
Baby girl just mind your business
When I talk, you better listen
A young n***a

[Chorus]
Lil bro workin' on his jump shot
He tryna make it and I gotta keep my gun cocked
My life, they cannot take it
And she wanna eat it up, ahh
Heard the block is getting mad hot