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Thru The GRAPE Vine

by Bocha

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1.
BLOCK 01:56
Gimme got got, right in front of his spot They gone get you if you’re ready or not I’m in love with the block We was taught not run from the cops They get your ass then you probably get popped But I’m in love with the block Friends and family man that’s all that I got Pops a gangsta, moms fell for the rock But I’m in love with the block At a time, yeah you loved her a lot She fucked your opps, baby momma’s a thot I’m in love with the block 13 when my uncle got shot 14 when I saw him in a coffin, my god 15 I witnessed my momma off of the rock At 16 I had dreams, said I never would stop 17 I had to go hard While they was selling snow hard I was hitting slopes so low you wouldn’t know 18 doing shows Selling pounds for the low If it’s mid, send it to the east coast, it’ll go Never was enough, but it was fast and I loved it She see I’m riding clean and she like that I’m rugged Down to catch a case for all my niggas like fuck it I’ll show up bare faced, I ain’t telling or nothing That’s how Gimme got got, right in front of his spot They gone get you if you’re ready or not I’m in love with the block We was taught not run from the cops They get your ass then you probably get popped But I’m in love with the block Friends and family man that’s all that I got Pops a gangsta, moms fell for the rock But I’m in love with the block At a time, yeah you loved her a lot She fucked your opps, baby momma’s a thot I’m in love with the block
2.
Either way We can say Lead the way Wonder what it’s really gunna be today Try and tell me if you see a way Either way Either way Toe to toe either way We can go face to face You can express all the hate That you feel Bet it ache How it feel being fake next to real being made From the mud came rain Load the chopper, let it sing It’s an opera when I pull in a phantom or a range Mobbing with the gang, screaming money ain’t thing Life ain’t the same, when you live off your name Any day We can break So I pray Pray a nigga get to see another a day Plotting on your demise, they look you dead in your eyes, gotta keep away Get away Till this day People fake I ain’t really tryna hear what people say Gotta put in the time, gotta stick to the grind cause nigga either way Either way We can say Lead the way Wonder what it’s really gunna be today Try and tell me if you see a way Either way Either way
3.
HOP UP 01:59
Hop up off my dick Hop up off my dick You can’t tell me nothing You can’t tell me shit Got a few girlies wanna hop up on it I told baby girl that she got some opponents Just wait for your moment I know that you want it I Fuck all night, hit in the morning Everybody home so you can’t be moaning Make it out the door before she could even notice I Hop up off my dick Back on my bullshit Give a nigga space Can a nigga live Low key get away with my shorty that’s my bitch Side chick gone trip, tell her this Hop up off my dick Hop up off my dick You can’t tell me nothing You can’t tell me shit That looks painful But I can’t blame you If I wasn’t me, I’d probably do the same too Keep it Kirk Frank with you Gobble the gospel I stay high, I’m never that hostile Whatever I got then my nigga I gotchu Sock any nigga tryna rock you Shot back at the niggas shots and we got two Nowhere to hide know my guys gone find you Hand on the Bible I ain’t gone lie to Fuck bout what you’re asking me Why you all harassing me Haters need some Vaseline Hop up off my dick Hop up off my dick You can’t tell me nothing You can’t tell me shit
4.
SPECIAL 02:05
You and I have something special You and I have something special You and I have something special You and I have something Would you look at that Heard around the town that a nigga get around, she don’t care about the past Left for awhile, then got it right and came back Look what you do to me baby Miss you, I wish there was two of me baby Start from a bop, then have baby on baby You and I got something You and I got something unique When I didn’t have nothing You were the only thing I could keep Grab this seat next to me You’re my queen I’m your king, this ain’t make believe Know that I play for keeps I honestly do believe that you’re meant for me cause You and I have something special You and I have something special You and I have something special You and I have something
5.
HEAVY GRAPES 02:18
Roll a doobie then I walk my dog Go for a jog up a couple hills Seen a bad broad, in a sports bra Gave her my card, let’s discuss a deal Got me hooked, and your looks to kill Pretty sure end up navy seal Check the score cause this game is real That was before, she my baby still I done been a player I been done crushed I been running round I done run amuck She don’t want the crown She just wanna fuck I need a bitch like you, you know what’s up I done had L’s I done had wins I done had bitch ass niggas claiming friends I don’t get tired I been tying ends And I fuck with this bitch cause she know what it is Say she got kids, I don’t ever want meet em My nephew like my son and I barely get to see him Change my style every season, so this fall’s when I’m leaving She call while creeping, I’m like, “Aww I was sleeping” Stripes like a zebra Tiger eyes when I see you Eyes on the prize, hope the prize ain’t deceitful Make the girl decide is you mine or you gone keep em You’d be lying if you ain’t see that you and I look pretty decent Produce Organics, it’s pretty obvious what we provide No need to panic, just stay anonymous, be on the side Whatever I handed to you, just pocket it and keep a smile And if I demand it, then you gone handle it and we’ll be fine I done been a player I been done crushed I been running round I done run amuck She don’t want the crown She just wanna fuck I need a bitch like you, you know what’s up I done had L’s I done had wins I done had bitch ass niggas claiming friends I don’t get tired I been tying ends And I fuck with this bitch cause she know what it is
6.
Every day you get up, they gone test your gangsta Fail the test, might not get another chance to wake up You pillow talking player, she said you’re a hater Get up online, you’re a great debater Been on my ps and qs, and still my eyes on you I dot my eyes and never cross my team You must got it confused Wonder why I’m never in the room and only with my dudes You feel the way you say you do, then the say it and don’t say we cool You been rocking with me shorty, yeah I see you baby Appreciate your patience, cause this shit been crazy They don’t wanna see us make it, but I’m innovative Crabs in a barrel in a sea of haters I’m sayin Why are all my people at war I don’t know what’s next, but I’m not scared I don’t wanna be here no more So bitch you better back up They ain’t that sure of me So I think they need more of me I’ve quarantined myself for long enough It’s time to show the beast Shoulder brush myself so much My ego big as ogres On the sofa, thinking how this Produce shit been taking over The city needed Folgers Wake up and see the culture shift The tide I ride I’d advice not to collide or see a polar shift Holding this Pressure on my back, feel like some wings I know I can do anything cause I’m the truth and I believe that Told you I need feedback So I know that you seen that See niggas where I from don’t get a chance You gotta see that He wants whatever he has She wants the man she has Leave and never be back Wonder why I be mad Cause what I see’s sad Why are all my people at war I don’t know what’s next, but I’m not scared I don’t wanna be here no more So bitch you better back up
7.
FAN A MAN 04:00
It’s like I’m speaking in code You don’t hear me but you know what I mean Cut class to puff grass the other side it was green My niggas bleed how I bleed so they solid as me Black, deeper than the roots stand as solid as trees Left foot after right foot, simple it seems But niggas get to trippin, problem is they trippin on me How you gas me but you sitting on E? I’m sitting on dubs my bitch lap slick as the sea She real bad, got ass, and she bigger than me She’ll beat your bitches ass and make your niggas pay up the fee Off 187 Ave where I got made into me Never will I beef with niggas not in my league, so stop fronting Niggas better follow the lead and watch something Niggas know I been in the lead, you’re not running Any not on my team, we not punting Nah we can’t kick it I thought I was different, but you’re differently different So I chose a different path and you chose not to listen Go figure I figured out a plan and got bigger You mad and got bitter You standing next that ain’t your nigga They gone say they know you like the back of their hand Post a couple photos just to call you they mans If it ain’t work out, wasn’t part of the plan Used to be my homie now you’re more like a fan Reflect on the past, looking back damn Wouldn’t understand, wasn’t quite on brand If it ain’t work out, wasn’t part of the plan Used to be my homie but you’re more like a fan You’re more like a fan of me Got two bitches fanning me You’re more like a fan of me Got two bitches fanning me You believed me in me at first Then immediately got hurt when I ain’t put you first, second was my dawgs, you was third Could’ve been worse, all these bitches I done curved Coming home before curfew to calm your little nerves Work your little curves I ain’t said a word I wasn’t sure if what I heard was what I heard Sorry love I have back off Start declining calls like a bad card It ain’t that hard I got a cracked heart stabbed in the back I got bad scars Fast pace like a nascar I’m moving Switching up the scenery, I see what you don’t see in me, I end up where I need to be I see the demons deities Smoking weed, defeating weak The odds are what is seek to beat But you don’t see that Hoping that be back but baby nah I don’t relapse Sorry I don’t need that fake energy you can keep that They gone say they know you like the back of their hand Post a couple photos just to call you they mans If it ain’t work out, wasn’t part of the plan Used to be my shorty now you’re more like a fan Reflect on the past, looking back damn Put a ring on your hand, make you part of the fam If it ain’t work out, wasn’t part of the plan Used to be my shorty but you’re more like a fan You’re more like a fan of me Got two bitches fanning me You’re more like a fan of me Got two bitches fanning me
8.
FAR AWAY 03:15
Dog I need to smoke It gives me what I need Feel better on my own Just give me 50 feet Far away Far away Far away from me (Far away Far far far away) I don’t even fuck with y’all Why would I smoke my dope with y’all Caught em with an open jaw, I call em out on their flaws I don’t capeesh Or hear your speeches Foolish if you do believe it Careful with these hoes Man they try to trap you with a fetus Cool off that Don’t go thinking you all that Cause you got swag I rock my dirty Nike’s, and I still will bag the bitch you have Shit ridiculous man On the Internet she claim she woke Find a way to sleep with her In her waves, she ride the boat Never claimed to like you though Your posture’s kinda sloppy Need a shorty that’s stand for me whenever times get rocky My outfit pretty fire man My sauce is like wasabi I’ll die before I’m sorry Need my space, so back up off me Dog I need to smoke It gives me what I need Feel better on my own Just give me 50 feet Far away Far away Far away from me (Far away Far far far away) Niggas mad phony Dogg Blood will do you cold Behind your back, when you ain’t know, they ran it right under your nose My momma left me absent at the time I need her most I don’t hold that against her, I just needed time to cope This ain’t no joke Ain’t no one laughing Lick a flip and make it jump Now that’s what you call a backflip Miss me with that bullshit Matter fact bruh you can have it Reining havoc, tragic, damaged Where’s the hope, I never had it Embrace all my habits Till I’m all alone in a casket Dog I need to smoke It gives me what I need Feel better on my own Just give me 50 feet Far away Far away Far away from me (Far away Far far far away)
9.
What the fuck is up We don’t know Trying different drugs that We don’t know Homie where’s the plug tho We don’t know Where did all the love go We don’t know Tell me what the fuck is up I don’t know I done tried all different drugs that I don’t know Someone tell me where the love go I don’t know But she been tryna fuck tho I don’t know Tab or caps Got me seeing things If you happen to ask, I’m off lean and dank Caught the pass, sneaked a base Finish line, beat the race Slapped a ass, just to see it shake Niggas throwing shade, I just throw my cape on Y’all like Ray Charles Cannot see me John Cena with a ring on pinky Brain dead every time you see me Went from jugging CDs to running up the stream Y’all be floating down shits creek Bird or plain, nah it’s just me Cabbage package Handle bags of massive gases Blow shit up and keep the ashes Live it up until I meet my passing What the fuck just happened What the fuck is up We don’t know Trying different drugs that We don’t know Homie where’s the plug tho We don’t know Where did all the love go We don’t know Tell me what the fuck is up I don’t know I done tried all different drugs that I don’t know Someone tell me where the love go I don’t know But she been tryna fuck tho I don’t know I done seen too many niggas play in a persona, thus the reason I don’t be out They be over pricing liquor at the lounge, rather drown on the couch at the house Shroom vision had the room spinning I was zoomed in still needed focus Niggas move different, they ain’t cool with you Keep the juice away from me if it ain’t Produce What a defense, it’s a ball mane I don’t pretend, know that’s y’all lane On the weekend I’m in draws laying with a freak bitch watching ball games I get sea sick in the wall waves going deep dish like, “Aww mane” And a gene fiend but no Balmain Holdup I just think I got a call saying What the fuck is up We don’t know Trying different drugs that We don’t know Homie where’s the plug tho We don’t know Where did all the love go We don’t know Tell me what the fuck is up I don’t know I done tried all different drugs that I don’t know Someone tell me where the love go I don’t know But she been tryna fuck tho I don’t know
10.
Still rock my retro Nike’s on a cold night Remember riding on my bike I had them hoes ride Nothing changed accept I’m riding in a old ride Got a ride or die, she gone play both sides I know crips and bloods, folk ties I don’t bang but they know I I87 nigga Learning lessons making money with my brethren Work until it’s picture perfect Cutting up my hedges Cause there’s snakes in the grass where you’re growing all the lettuce I couldn’t live with phonies so the homies told me dead em Don’t forget the past but stay focused where you’re headed Cause we gone make it where we going just because I said it These labels want your life, it’s up to you if you bet it Credit or befit, all money if you sell it It could break you if you let it So we rebel it It’s yours for the taking Go and take it Late night Smoke about 8, 9 Just to myself I been stressing till my grey shine Dodging every call and every FaceTime Understand it takes time Face it, if you take your time widdit it’ll make wine She sip until she feel it saying, “Bocha it’s been a great time but I only see in the night, let’s kick it in the day time.” Quick pause then I said, “I’m kinda busy baby, can we talk about it another time?” They despise when you prioritize I never take advice from somebody that ain’t got more than I Seeing life leave a body, shit’ll have you mortified Horrified to go outside I still managed to stay alive Make a dime, take some time out your day to go thank your mom Never will I wait in line, I feel Saddam Hussein in my opinion we can blow your mind with any rhyme or sentence Watching this all come alive just hoping that y’all listen It’s yours for the taking Go and take it Had to speak it into existence Then all it really took was some planning and some persistence I got up off my ass I ain’t wait around for assistance Complacent people I had to create some distance, now the distance between me and my competition is different Wise words, just shut the fuck up and listen I got Perspectives that niggas ain’t never thought of Ain’t worried bout no club shit flexing bottles I bought up You see the secret’s I never needed their recognition Dedication, I’m the definition Hard work paired with repetition Got me winning, hit her trying positions she never been in Been official my nigga just check my resume Bars got you out here sounding like you just started this yesterday Remember Nothing is ever quite what it seems that’s exactly why I’ll die either living or chasing dreams for the taken It’s yours for the taking Go and take it Yeah, You niggas owe me back pay Don’t waste my time, they say we’re living in our last days Ain’t cried over a nigga since like last May So any drama boy you can keep it that way Pay me what I’m worth, oh and add interest Too busy getting mine, I ain’t that interested Ain’t no bating me See I had pimp in my blood since like ‘83 Oh I mean ‘91 Oh I do this for fun But I want to buy a house for my loved ones Have some little ones Live my life in peace Mind my own black business that’s minding me Cause you can have it all You know the world is yours So go and take it It’s yours for the taking Go and take it

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released November 27, 2020

Witten and Performed by Bocha
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