Lyrics:
better
Promise one day I'm gonna get my shit together
I'm just mobbin through the weather grinding hard
Now not the time to let up
Still working on dat
movement
Posi squad mobbin
Every day eye wake up sobbing
But eye'm not sad
Emotional clique came through
With that hot swag
Rollin off that pure
still in any case
Ima bring the court, that's the fellowship
(Fellowship)
Author my saga, I live by the sword
The coin is the motive I'm gettin it
living
Fuck what they say
Brick by brick
I've been living it
You knew me
Made my way and I'm proud of it
A lot of things really change in a year
365
Many
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
on the 1970s
Had the swimming pool and at the park on deck
Even if you gangbanged it didn't matter what set
Doin flips, hittin dips, mobbin to the sto' later
slobbin'
Sex as a weapon
Clothes that I slept in
Streets keep mobbin'
Thieves keep robbin'
Get two in your butt
Three to your noggin'
Creepin'
foul, money, respect, and power
Opp man still tryna chase that clout
But we fill the air with gunpowder
Bad B come to the niz
Ass up, face down, she
(Hook)
I been mobbin’ on the low
Schemin’ on the low
Martin had a dream that
All his kings would get the glow
I know you wanna be free
Baby just go
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
hidin' all her pain, it ain't show (she ain't show)
I was famous, still mobbin' with my gang, I ain't grow
Watchin' niggas doin' shit (shit), when we
they gotta pay
I'm up with the gang and I'm mobbin' LA
Jump out the TRX, hop in the Benz
Jump out my bitch and I hop in her twin
Not by the hair
muthafucka done snitched on me
And the judge just sentenced me
To do about a century
I'm mobbin' through the county main line
Back in 9500, just tryna handle
ain’t never asked
And I lie for it
Only difference is I be spazzin and
Still a pow for it put me in a category
I don't know what’s a sadder story
Guts
the letters
Murder I-N-see fucka, we go together, Lord
When you see the pink hair the Inc. here
Fuck - we can do it mixtape or dubbed
And by the underground
I-N-see fucka, we go together, Lord
When you see the pink hair the Inc. here
Fuck - we can do it mixtape or dubbed
And by the underground bastards,
drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I'm death like arsenic
drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I'm death like arsenic
Better come ready next time or thats it
Yo bitch gettin hit by da team n da clique
How do i taste man i dripped in yo bitch
Doggin yo chick and I threw her
the hell)
So a nigga got his shit straight
Graduate a couple years after '08
But all my niggas still mobbin
If you niggas wanna try me
Ill have em knock
I cant save these hoes i aint a hero
Bitch im still mobbin robert deniro
Jus check da connec i need commas an zeros
Plug come from cuba da come
you spin ‘round my block
Or get sprayed
Now all of a sudden these goofy motherfuckers on my dick
And they know my demons be demons for real
We mobbin
I'm ballin'
Yeah I'm ballin' right now
Steady mobbin' right now
If you look up you can see the
Money fallin' right now
When I throw they pick
Thuggin'
Mobbin'
Killin'
Robbing
Flip it
Whip it
Children in prison
Maybe One day, change gon come
Dangerous world
This Dangerous world
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