Spin The Block (feat. Greg Dos) Video (MV)

We won't stop until we catch the opps
Spin the block two times and then we rock
We won't stop until we catch the opps
We gon' spin the block 'til the world stops
(Dos), 'Til the world stops, (Let get it)
Searchin for my paradise, (Yup)
Gamble with a pair of dice, (Yup)
Stare into my pair of eyes, (Uh)
Careful, you'll get paralyzed, (Ha!)
Warily I analyze, (Yup)
There it is, I recognize, (Yeah)
Heir to a new paradigm, (Whoo!)
Scare away the parasites, (Yeah)
Everywhere you go, they like to orbit you, they're satellites, (Yeah)
Wanna live vicariously through you, never satisfied, (Nope)
They feel every option that you're takin' should be televised, (Yeah)
Tell 'em get the f*ck up out your face, no need to clarify, (Nope)
I be like mind your business, (Yeah)
Everything I'm doing, you ain't gotta witness, (Nope)
They be like who, what, why, and when is?, (Yeah)
Last time I checked, it is not an exhibit, (Nope)
I'm hearing crickets, (Ha!)
Ah you don't get it, (Nope)
Only doing me, I'm not trying to fit in, (Nope)
Meddlesome as f*ck, is it y'alls religion, (Damn)
Guess it ain't much to the life you're living, (Ha!), figures, (Ha!)
You motherf*ckers irrelevant, (Whoo!)
Staying 'round, you would be to my detriment, (Whoo!)
Spin the block with intention for betterment, (Whoo!)
Bitch, I never reside where the devil is, (Nope)
You announce your next move, I'm ahead of it
You're sellin' out to be cool and it's evident, (Whoo!)
You're an opp and you settled, you're sediment
I see horns on your head, you're Maleficent, bitch
We won't stop until we catch the opps
Spin the block two times and then we rock
We won't stop until we catch the opps
We gon' spin the block 'til the world stops
'Til the world stops, (Aye), (Brrr)
Bitches f*ckin' with me but don't do nun'
Label picking up like it's an Uber
Star studded like I'm Bradley Cooper
Haters buggin' like a bad computer
Shawty said that I ain't never knew her
Actin' like I never heard the rumors
Lyin' through your teeth will get you chewed up
Fake as f*ck, I should'a seen it sooner
Aye
Fake as f*ck, surprised I never seen it
Messin' with the boy, that bitch is tweakin'
All defensive like you playin' defense
Why you talkin' gossip?
Girl you caught up in the drama that you wanna be seekin'
Desperate for attention 'cause you need it
F*cks somebody different every weekend, yeah
Aye, my numbers going up but I'm never really flexin'
Thirty three the boy, I'm 'bouta hit 'em with the left hand
Lookin' like I got that Larry Bird-win connection
Blessed up like I'm out here workin' with the reverend
I just wrote a mother f*ckin' verse for my best friend
Went from tryna turn a little word into weapon
Now I'm servin' up you bitches, digging dirt up on my ex's, like whoa, (Aye)
Yeah, now I'm really out here tryna murder your affection
Nah sweetie, understand I was not obsessed
Never once was you ever even worth my attention
Ever little rumor that I heard, could'a guessed it
Tryna f*ck around, you flirtin' with the next man
I was not a first option or even second,
More towards being like a third in percentage
Yeah
Jealousy occurrin' without a judgement
The faker friends, the more I don't trust 'em
I can go and say it hurts but it doesn't
Maybe I need'a little Robitussin
Maybe I need'a give a new assumption
All these women trippin' over nothing
There was never really a discussion
(Yeah), We won't stop until we catch the opps
Spin the block two times and then we rock
We won't stop until we catch the opps
We gon' spin the block 'til the world stops