AZ33M - Tales Of The 16 Lyrics

Tales of the 16 block
Came out the club saw opp
Had a Glock let it bop
I can't stop
Tales of the 16 block
Who you think made it out
Walk in the club scream/shout
Who you think Money and power
Who you think Man of the hour
I think time is ours
Tales of the 16 block
From the bottom came to the top
Tales of the 16 block

Don't quit push it
Don't quit push it
Don't quit push it
I had to do it I'm with my brother we shoot it
I switch the metal we shoot it
My brother do it
Jodo on feet like like Nike check
My brother foot on their neck
I remember when I had no regret
I was on my knees in the church pray for forgiveness
Hop on the beat I know can't forget this
LBAL I'm feeling reckless
I'm on this bih and I live life relentless reckless
Walk in the coupe and I just got the Bentley
Walk out the Shooter gonna shoot til it's empty
Take out the Switch we gonna shoot til it's empty
I'm gonna ball on the court like Kobe
You don't want beef with me I'm like Shaq
I'm in the 16 block never look back we make it out we never look back

I'm never looking back I can't look in the past
Everything I do is future and I wanna just do her
Talking about getting them bands she ain't never even seen the guap that I had
I'm finna get it back I'm finna run it up right out the track
Take this shit to the trap now yeah we gonna turn this shit to a smack down
I put my faith up in God I put my faith in the one
I'm counting money that's funds I do this shit yeah for fun
I do this shit fr you do this shit for practice
I'm sending all this shots baby girl I'm gonna match this
Matching I'm matching I'm matching for sure
I got my money yeah shit for the low
I got my bands and you know this shit for the low
I get it for low and I bring it high
I look to the sky she on her knees she praying to mine
I never know I gotta go putting my shots on a boa
Yea we on go we finna let this shit blow let that shit blow

Tales of the 16 block
Came out the club saw opp
Had a Glock let it bop
I can't stop
Tales of the 16 block
Who you think made it out
Walk in the club scream/shout
Who you think Money and power
Who you think Man of the hour
I think time is ours

I'm with the shyne gang baby you gotta give me my flowers
When I'm on that drank I think it give me some powers
I'm about my bread baby like some flour
Yes I got that drank yes I got that drank yes I got drank
I'mma sip til I'm gon faint
Yes I ball hard when I'm all up in that paint
Yes I got that b.b. Simon's belt but my pants gon sag
Bad lil bih she all up on me
She just want that bag
I'mma pull up in France now I got jet lag
But I don't fw France bitch I said f*ck that
I just hit Japan hit the store for that swag
I'mma put the team on the map bitch that's a fact
No I don't need to cap you know this is all rap