Dog Food Block by Kurt Freebo feat. Melly the Mac

Chorus

Dog food on my block, fiends doin' laps all day

Whip game fishy, we just scale and they gon' pay

Wholesale in the kitchen, cookin' hope for a better way

Stackin' up winter, city froze, but I never sway

Post-Chorus

O's, O's, let the powder flow

O's, O's, watch the numbers grow

Verse 2

Six mile north, where the fiends move with purpose

Cell phone chirp, got the d-boy nervous

Whip it real mean, Feds circle like vultures

Money in the mattress, never trust a broker

Stack up the paper, double up my quotas

One eye open, grind never slower

Hustle in my veins, I’m a Detroit soldier

Dog food heavy, city on my shoulders

Pre-Chorus

Summers in the trap, I was bustin' out the slab

Neighbors lookin' mad, now my pockets never sad

Chorus

Dog food on my block, fiends doin' laps all day

Whip game fishy, we just scale and they gon' pay

Wholesale in the kitchen, cookin' hope for a better way

Stackin' up winter, city froze, but I never sway

Post-Chorus

O's, O's, let the powder flow

O's, O's, watch the numbers grow

Verse 3

Dog food on my block and the pills on the corner

Move both sides like I’m wanted by a coroner

Pyrex cloudy, wrist game tell a story

Junkies at the door, turn a motel to a glory

Homie on the run, stash spot in the gutter

Cops ask questions, mouths tight, never mutter

Wrists cold, snowflakes drip from the bezel

Countin' dirty hundreds, I was raised in the pressure

Pre-Chorus

Summers in the trap, I was bustin' out the slab

Neighbors lookin' mad, now my pockets never sad

Chorus

Dog food on my block, fiends doin' laps all day

Whip game fishy, we just scale and they gon' pay

Wholesale in the kitchen, cookin' hope for a better way

Stackin' up winter, city froze, but I never sway

Post-Chorus

O's, O's, let the powder flow

O's, O's, watch the numbers grow

Verse 4

Paper bag money, sandwich tucked in the hoodie

Barrel too shiny, leave your block lookin' woody

Numb from the profit, taste the grit on my teeth

Junkies do a dance for a bag in the street

Thick smoke pourin', neighbors hate the aroma

Plug drop weight like he rollin' a boulder

Side b**ch trippin', paranoia on my shoulder

Fiends at the window, cash ten times older

Pre-Chorus

Summers in the trap, I was bustin' out the slab

Neighbors lookin' mad, now my pockets never sad

Chorus

Dog food on my block, fiends doin' laps all day

Whip game fishy, we just scale and they gon' pay

Wholesale in the kitchen, cookin' hope for a better way

Stackin' up winter, city froze, but I never sway

Post-Chorus

O's, O's, let the powder flow

O's, O's, watch the numbers grow

Bridge

Twelve knockin', but the whole crew quiet

Pumps in the attic, never see me, I’m private

Butter soft leather, seats deep in the wheel

Only baddies in the ride, they don’t care how I feel

Hoop earrings swingin', got my lips sealed tight

Chicks run the corner, run the cash through the night

Feedin' the fiends while I flex on the city

She-wolves eat, leave the rats lookin' skinny

Group Hook

O’s in the trunk, queens in the kitchen

Cash talk quick, better pay us, no switchin’

Hustle runs deep, slay the game, never timid

Dog food on my block, yeah, the women handle business

Post-Chorus

O’s, O’s, let the powder flow

O’s, O’s, make the money grow

Verse 5

Hit a lick, wipe my nose, hustle always in session

Flip two packs, got the city in a recession

Bricks on the scale, bring the pressure to eleven

Glass on the stove, I deliver like a legend

Strap on my lap, keep the rats from the kitchen

No friends here, just the price of ambition

Talk greasy, get cooked like the butter

Whole West Side put your card through the gutter

Pre-Chorus

Summers in the trap, I was bustin' out the slab

Neighbors lookin' mad, now my pockets never sad

Chorus

Dog food on my block, fiends doin' laps all day

Whip game fishy, we just scale and they gon' pay

Wholesale in the kitchen, cookin' hope for a better way

Stackin' up winter, city froze, but I never sway

Post-Chorus

O's, O's, let the powder flow

O's, O's, watch the numbers grow

Spoken Outro

Man, I swear my plug work harder than my ex ever did

Pockets lookin' like they playin' sumo in this b**ch

I told that fool, don't count twenties, just weigh the damn bag

Fiends knock the door like Jehovah came back

Verse 6

Now my doc's pissed 'cause I'm payin' him in singles

Neighbors talk tough 'til they smellin' them Pringles

Got a chain so thick, it might choke a gorilla

Every bar raw, every move a thriller

Kitchen hot as hell, apron smell like regret

Five missed calls, I ain’t seen ‘em in debt

Told my lawyer keep the retainer, buy shoes for his dog

If the feds want a story, they better write a blog

Post-Chorus

O's, O's, let the powder flow

O's, O's, comedy show