Verse 1:
Woke up, test in my pocket, last bell, then I dipped to the block
Cold air, streetlight flicker, phone vibrate—her text hit the spot
"Bring the gang," she typed, lil' tone like velvet, but thin as a trap
Nine o'clock on the dot, engine hum, heartbeat like clap
Pulled up, gravel under soles, saw her silhouette by the stair
Four of us under yellow light, quiet like we hardly there
She smiled soft, city hum loud, smell of winter on the wind
But something in the way she moved said this run ain't for the grin
Pre-Chorus:
We trained for eyes and angles, taught to read the small details
A text, a stance, a smoke-swipe—every move a flag that sails
Keep your head, keep your cool, don't let the story write you wrong
But pride is a loud teacher, turns a whisper into a song
Chorus (Tag):
Block don't forget—lessons stamped on concrete
Block don't forget—every heartbeat, every street
Block don't forget—ain't no glory in the set
Block don't forget, we learn or we regret
(Ad-lib: Uh, yeah, block don't forget)
Verse 2 (The Setup & Warning):
They popped out, five deep, coated jackets, cold eyes, slow breath
"Y'all K1 boys?" voice low, like a sentence 'bout to test death
My crew froze, palms open, 'cause metal moves the quickest words
One man flashed a burner—scene shifted, whole world blurred
Little homie fronted reckless, chest out, talk loud, no sense
He said, "Go 'head, shoot me in the eye," but that kind of talk just tense
Shorty stepped between, whispered, "Not worth it," and they cooled
They left us with that warning—leave the block, keep your tool
We walked off like we took the L, shoulders tight, eyes cold
But streets keep a ledger; favors paid later, stories told
Chorus (Tag):
Block don't forget—lessons stamped on concrete
Block don't forget—every heartbeat, every street
Block don't forget—ain't no glory in the set
Block don't forget, we learn or we regret
(Ad-lib: Block, block, block don't forget)
Verse 3 (Trailing & Retaliation — Non-Graphic):
We tailed slow, shadow to shadow, footsteps matched his pace
No shouting, no cameras—just the hush of a chase
Found him solo by the stoop, jacket zipped, head down low
We moved quiet, set the rhythm, let the consequences show
Hit him quick, not to celebrate—the math of survival done
Laid him on the curb, breathing hard, sun hiding from the run
Took the piece he flashed us, weight cold in my hand
It ain't a trophy, it's a sentence—part of what this life demands
We left him there alive, but marked, shook to his core
A lesson for their chapter, a silence that roamed the block more
Bridge (Reflection):
A win ain't a warm feeling, it's a pocket full of cost
Every step we thought was gained left another thing we lost
Momma don't deserve the fear, little ones don't need the map
The block don't only teach survival—it teaches how to trap
Chorus (Tag, softer):
Block don't forget—lessons stamped on concrete
Block don't forget—every heartbeat, every street
Block don't forget—ain't no glory in the set
Block don't forget, we learn or we regret
(Ad-lib: U
