Thomas Shelby Lyrics

Walkin' down the block got me feeling like a Shelby

Got a lot of money and all these bitches on me

All these junkies tweakin' man they lookin' like some zombies

Gunnin' down your block with my mothafuckin' Tommy

In this shit pour a 4, in this shit fuck yo hoe

Feds want me kick my door, they can't bring me to the floor

Bought a mansion with a moat, in the dungeon cut yo throat

Bullet proof leather coat, keep it on me I'm the goat

Runnin' down your block and I'm shootin' off some nines

Runnin' down your block and I wanna take some lives

Rollin' up on me boy you gon' fuckin' die

Got that AK-47 boy I'm aiming for your eye

Walkin' down the block got me feeling like a Shelby

Got a lot of money and all these bitches on me

All these junkies tweakin' man they lookin' like some zombies

Gunnin' down your block with my mothafuckin' Tommy

Safari through your block man it's lookin' like a zoo

Spot an opp walk'em down feds don't have a clue

Bullets stickin' to him man it's stuck up with some glue

I can't fuckin' fathom why he think he bullet proof

Got a choppa on my waist put that choppa to yo face

You gon' die today send your soul straight to space

Crack head runnin' up on me I sprayed him up with mace

Run the other way cuz I can't leave a trace

Walkin' down the block got me feeling like a Shelby

Got a lot of money and all these bitches on me

All these junkies tweakin' man they lookin' like some zombies

Gunnin' down your block with my mothafuckin' Tommy

Why does everybody wanna be my enemy

Roll up on him splash and that won't be the end of me

Pull up on his block let the choppa burst I'm on a spree

Hop back in the whip with RJ huh yeah then I flee