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when u play wit my kindness
Not gon take that L silent niggas bout to b willin
I got goons on stand by gorillas wit mob ties
Wit itchy trigger fingers

we're made to break 
When windows get bouldered 
Shopping carts break the doors
The mob star has no brain 
The government ducking sucks 

Crime wins over

different
Then I gave up and life started passing by
Oh my god, why do I try
Gotta hide how I'm feeling inside
This world don't care
Just stop and stare
Only

Psilocybin, Nagasaki or Hiroshima, Shiitake
I be driving kamikaze, my bimmer whipping is choppy
I got sober when Yams died, shout to the Mob

these bands
Babygirl wassup let's go to France
I'm tryna eat shrimp and lobster like everyday
Mojitos by the beach everyday I'm getting paid
40 Ounce Mob

they just get chubby
Just one fat chain the chest hair scruffy
Then they move to Rio and spend all they money
So I'm overseas, wad of cash by my tummy
I

they life slide by damn
So they feed off your light
We just some niggahs catching the vibe
Through the late night
Every late night fuck the late night

Since 17 I’ve been running it up (Cash)
I’m getting it by any means
She say she love but I don’t give a fuck (I don’t care)
Stuffing these racks in my

to show you something
Just called a beauty by your name last night
Guess I ain't make believe this heart break
Thought I saw you at the bar last night
I was

I keep them swimming
All my friends know, that I got too much flow
Catch you hating boy you better hope I lose my ammo
Got a lot of mob ties, say you

on my neck chain froze
Ebony Bentley my pen game dope
Ayeee man this shit ain't no joke
When I do it imma make em say woah
Keep my shawty by my side stay

that we the mob
Can't wait to get my cash right nigga fuck a job
Passed shawty to my dawg u would thought it was a lob
Jay-z type of rich yea nigga I'll

I can hear
Wow
I'm not deaf
Thank you for 40 cents
Touching women like I'm Bob
Sending out the mob
Mopping up the floor
Yeah Max is poor, 47 cents in

whenever I put on the drip, they know all the words to my songs
Fuck up a show, parking lot tucking a chrome, they hate us but we getting home
Talk to my

on the alcohol, or the weed that I'm blowin
A hitta man from birth, I'm cursed, you see the storm
Mob minded, money motivated villain
After 20 years, A nigga

further 
You can buy counter-culture just down the corner 
If you don't understand the mob 
Well you can be quite sure you'll be killed by one 
And all

along way but I still love ramens
I'm the same ol nigga wit the mob ties
Me and cuz we was jus small time
Took the game over it was all mine
Everytime I

If being a pussy make u a snitch then tell me how the hell u got mob ties
By being a bitch
Or maybe that finger that itch
But we never heard the pop

involved lil bro just let me hunt'em dine
All my family know my enemies we moving like the mob
Sitting dine at the round table crossing people out (Skirr

down but you split
Ewww now I'm gettin' toast like french
MOB Money on a brick I'm sellin' bows and vicks
I'm talkin halves and splits twerkin' dem zones

of me say her name Nicki
But she only answer when I say Barbie 
We drunk off the remy
Getting high in the rarri 
Met her on the mill by the safaree

Lead

G.B just shine
Nigga I just grind
Its nino lucas but
I never been a snitch though
If I turn that road I hope I get ghost
Real niggas get snitched on
By

come alive
Kumo mob we fly
Mama say aim high
Don't go lose your life
Ma, this do or die
I need to get by 
I'd rather stay inside
What is there outside

Talk to em As I'm looking at tv thru the black and white I see
The world ain't what it use to be it use to be use to be 

What we ain't friends no