[Chorus]    The block got my back, and my boys do too    And my baby momma tripping saying she need more loot    Every block every hood, every ghetto got beef    Gotta heater on my lap and another in the back    Shit, how'm I supposed to cope with all this stress on me    Errybody and their momma call the feds on me       I don't know what I'mma do, but I'mma do it (I'mma do it)    Look I don't know what I'mma do, but I'mma do it (I'mma do it)    I got money in my head but I'm riding in the    drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop)       [Verse 1]    Yeaah, feeling just like JFK    In the city that little fly like JFK    Sometimes La Guardia, I ain't gonna lie to ya    If looks can kill then my style might bother ya       That's why I'm with Nadia, I call my gun Nadia    When she say hi to ya, Ba-ba-bye to ya    Make it sound like saudia    Arabia, maybe ya haters ya    Watch what he say to her, Ya think    I can hold my head high or die or I can live and duck    My attitude is celibate, I don't give a fuck       [Chorus]    The block got my back, and my boys do too    And my baby momma tripping saying she need more loot    Every block every hood, every ghetto got beef    Gotta heater on my lap and another in the back    Shit, how'm I supposed to cope with all this stress on me    Errybody and their momma call the feds on me       I don't know what I'mma do, but I'mma do it (I'mma do it)    Look I don't know what I'mma do, but I'mma do it (I'mma do it)    I got money in my head but I'm riding in the    drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop)       [Verse 2]    Yaa    Who are you to tell me how to conduct myself    Why don't you practice safe sex and go fuck yourself    The rumor is that I'm a hazard to a suckers health    I coulda told you that, Ya I coulda told you that    Picture me, now I'm fly, Where is them exposures at    Right here, on my lap that's where my composure's at    I'm back like a gun cocked I'm so cool, that    If go to hell, all I'll need is my sunblock    Nigga hold your head high and die, or live and duck    My attitude it celibate, I don't give a fuck       [Chorus]    The block got my back, and my boys do too    And my baby momma tripping saying she need more loot    Every block every hood, every ghetto got beef    Gotta heater on my lap and another in the back    Shit, how'm I supposed to cope with all this stress on me    Errybody and their momma call the feds on me       I don't know what I'mma do, but I'mma do it (I'mma do it)    Look I don't know what I'mma do, but I'mma do it (I'mma do it)    I got money in my head but I'm riding in the    drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop)       [Verse 3]    I mean lets be honest    Ya never liked a nigga    Trying to lesbian this    So I kept the strap on    Clap off clap on, lights out like flights out    You could be departed    Never me who started    I Lambo gallard it    I am vehically challenged    That means the car is retarded    But regardless, I'm tin man, heartless    No love hate son, looking for love get a show on VH1       Nigga hold your head high and die, or live and duck    My attitude is virgin, still don't give a fuck       [Chorus]    The block got my back, and my boys do too    And my baby momma tripping saying she need more loot    Every block every hood, every ghetto got beef    Gotta heater on my lap and another in the back    Shit, how'm I supposed to cope with all this stress on me    Errybody and their momma call the feds on me       I don't know what I'mma do, but I'mma do it (I'mma do it)    Look I don't know what I'mma do, but I'mma do it (I'mma do it)    I got money in my head but I'm riding in the    drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop) drop (drop)