

Where we at with it?

Blockworks, let's get it



[Verse 1: Boldy James]

Slums of Detroit, drugs from the port, plugged with the source

Gun in my shorts, blood was the sport

Jumped from the porch, hung like a horse, Ones with the Force

Drunk in a Porsche, trunk full of corpse

Dump with the torch, run for the Ford, love for my daughter

Son was the fourth, youngin’ on the run with a warrant

Motherfuck a judge and the courts, club full of dorks

Got it out the mud in my 'ports, had to let the love run its course

Cousin up North, plugged in New York

Plugged on the Coast, doves and them storks, tub full of dope

Road trips to Ypsi', what’s good with the coke?

Real niggas like Nipsey give a hood nigga hope

Dub with the smoke, got about a dub in my coat

Ain't even on the flyer but think I'm in love with the host

Glove on the toast, this for all my cousins and folks

Bloods and my locs, they know I'ma thug 'til I croak

That's how we comin'



[Chorus: Boldy James]

Overlord status, I be slummin'

My son think that I don’t love him, he don’t know his daddy thuggin'

Said, "I been out here since a youngin’"

Runnin' up a check, thumbin' stuffing hundreds in that Drummond

These niggas know that's how we comin’

It ain't no future in your frontin' when my shooters get to dumbin'

You know my crew ain't missin' nothin'

Over them bloopers and them pumpkins, niggas know that's how we comin'

[Intro: Boldy James]Where we at with it?Blockworks, let's get it[Verse 1: Boldy James]Slums of Detroit, drugs from the port, plugged with the sourceGun in my shorts, blood was the sportDrunk in a Porsche, trunk full of corpseDump with the torch, run for the Ford, love for my daughterMotherfuck a judge and the courts, club full of dorksGot it out the mud in my 'ports, had to let the love run its courseCousin up North, plugged in New YorkReal niggas like Nipsey give a hood nigga hopeDub with the smoke, got about a dub in my coatAin't even on the flyer but think I'm in love with the hostGlove on the toast, this for all my cousins and folksBloods and my locs, they know I'ma thug 'til I croakThat's how we comin'[Chorus: Boldy James]Overlord status, I be slummin'My son think that I don’t love him, he don’t know his daddy thuggin'Said, "I been out here since a youngin’"Runnin' up a check, thumbin' stuffing hundreds in that DrummondThese niggas know that's how we comin’You know my crew ain't missin' nothin'Over them bloopers and them pumpkins, niggas know that's how we comin'



1st through the 3rd, 15th through the 31st

31 3rd, big 3, and my dirty Squirt

Burnin' sherm, me and Nick Speed, here you heard it first

Curtis Curb, niggas cook beef like it's surf & turf

You know we swerve and purr, slicker than fish grease

Them early worms get the birds with the big beaks

Shit got your bitch workin' my nerves out in Twin Peaks

Gin neat, olive martinis, we don't mix drinks

think I'm big Meech

I been brickin', now I need that Cuban with the big sink

I been street, was me, Nut, and J-9, now we in deep

When it's just me, it's just me and my 9, feel like I'm 10 deep

On the Warren, planted in the hood, feel like Big Squeak

Off of Forest, dancin' with them Wolves, niggas been sheep

The hood want the music, trying not to let this shit leak

My son tryna fill my shoes, but daddy got some big feet

(You've got some pretty big shoes to fill)



[Chorus: Boldy James]

Overlord status, I be slummin'

My son think that I don't love him, he don't know his daddy thuggin'

Said, "I been out here since a youngin'"

Runnin' up a check, thumbin' stuffing hundreds in that Drummond

These niggas know that's how we comin'

It ain't no future in your frontin' when my shooters get to dumbin'

You know my crew ain't missin' nothin'

Over them bloopers and them pumpkins, niggas know that's how we comin'

[Verse 2: Boldy James]1st through the 3rd, 15th through the 31st31 3rd, big 3, and my dirty SquirtBurnin' sherm, me and Nick Speed, here you heard it firstCurtis Curb, niggas cook beef like it's surf & turfYou know we swerve and purr, slicker than fish greaseShit got your bitch workin' my nerves out in Twin PeaksGin neat, olive martinis, we don't mix drinks Big links, only built for Cubans, think I'm big MeechI been brickin', now I need that Cuban with the big sinkI been street, was me, Nut, and J-9, now we in deepWhen it's just me, it's just me and my 9, feel like I'm 10 deepOn the Warren, planted in the hood, feel like Big SqueakOff of Forest, dancin' with them Wolves, niggas been sheepThe hood want the music, trying not to let this shit leakMy son tryna fill my shoes, but daddy got some big feet[Chorus: Boldy James]Overlord status, I be slummin'My son think that I don't love him, he don't know his daddy thuggin'Said, "I been out here since a youngin'"Runnin' up a check, thumbin' stuffing hundreds in that DrummondThese niggas know that's how we comin'It ain't no future in your frontin' when my shooters get to dumbin'You know my crew ain't missin' nothin'Over them bloopers and them pumpkins, niggas know that's how we comin'