227 Hell Block It's ConCreatures Bows and bricks Sig Sawyer boys Parkay That money gang Pooch My pockets full of hope, I'm full of smoke Watchin' my life go down 'cause now I'm dealin' dope Let the blunt burn, as the swisher floats I used to seal the coke in the Manila envelopes As the world turns, I'm spinnin' spokes This old head from the hood thought it was a joke But it was once said, keep my enemies close He left it at the crib the day he needed it most Got down on me, so like a piece of toast When I popped up he was lookin' like he seen a ghost What up, nah homie? Pulled up and pulled out on him Fuck around, get you and your people smokin' Cause them Sig Sawyer boys easily provoked Send my project cut neck to come slit your throat With a butterfly knife that's cutting it close It's my block, better find another strip to post And the days go by like Roman Knights And the days go by like Roman Knights And the days go by like Roman Knights And the days go by like Roman Knights It ain't a day that go by that I don't grind every night Catch me posted on the block, I got blow, I got the white Got tricks, I got the pills See dog on the real, I'm a street pharmacist, nigga So what you tryin' to feel? Or matter fact just meet me by the field How else can I put it, dog, I'm out here I'm out here, day after day, and bag after bag I'm a savage, I got ham for this motherfuckin' cash I go stupid, I go dumb, and I just might spazz That's why I don't front shit, so you ain't got no tab Cause runnin' off on Parkay, boy don't make me laugh I'm a money gang, nigga, I'll put this bag on your ass See boy, I'm bout that gunplay That SK, that AK, that 45, that Glock 9 And don't forget the Trey, aye And you can get it any day Plus I'm rollin' every night Murk your ass won't thing twice As days go by like Roman Knights