[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' niggas thinkin' that we made it

Broski workin' on his jumper

Told my nigga, 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

Nigga 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 nigga

[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