Sirens

Lyrics

[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