[Chorus]

Sirens

All you ever hear on the block is sirens

Growing up chilling on the block, hear sirens

Just another day on the block with sirens

Sirens

All you ever hear on the block is sirens

Growing up chilling on the block, with sirens

Just another day on the block with sirens

[Verse 1]

Top floor for a few nights

Tryna dodge the hood becah it's fire, everyday I see those blue lights

Still 90 on the M but in a new ride

Cling, vase's and a few wipes, I'm tryna make a new life

I love to do it with my old friends, cah we was stacking twenties tryna fold them

It was '09 and '010

I was 17 when I jumped on a train to link a coke fiend

Now I'm trap phone gyming with no protein

You see I'm all about my risks that's if you know me

Two times I never made it home from OT

Call me stubborn or whatever you wanna call me

Still passenger side, fast-lane straight up the mot-sy

I was on the wing

Barely had the money for a call and she weren't answering my calls

Now take a guess who isn't answering at all

Fuck these sirens I gotta ball, now they uncomfortable

Becah I got the sauce

[Chorus]

Sirens

All you ever hear on the block is sirens

Growing up chilling on the block, with sirens

Just another day on the block with sirens

Sirens

All you ever hear on the block is sirens

Growing up chilling on the block, with sirens

Just another day on the block with sirens

[Verse 2]

The gang been spreading metal pebbles

Them niggas spreading rumours, got my palm on that Luger tryna catch a brain tumour

Weeks in the T, was getting tired of that Puma trackie

Paid 6 bills for a Z, I ain't new to trapping

Big stitch True Religion jeans, I ain't new to fashion

You paid 8 for that dots, you need to cash in

17 in the Bailey, we ain't new to crashing

Chrome free, trigger all fucked we ain't new to handtings

8 times I sat through induction, I ain't new to landings

What you know about riding?

Done a drilling, 10 seconds later all you hear is sirens

We ain't new to madness, tryna take OFB through the atlas

Doing road managing my canvas

Doing O, practice makes perfect, perfection from practice

Done up solitary confinement, feds want me fresh home again needing a consignment

[Chorus]

Sirens

All you ever hear on the block is sirens

Growing up chilling on the block, with sirens

Just another day on the block with sirens

Sirens

All you ever hear on the block is sirens

Growing up chilling on the block, with sirens

Just another day on the block with sirens