Mob Alone

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Beltway Zay

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Steppin' dirty on it, I got 30 on it,
And when that beat come back around, I put a hurtin' on it

I caught it, in the corner, end of quarter, gettin' late
You're too scared to take a shot, you won't score anyway
They gon' be passin' you the rock, get your priorities straight
I'm on my way to see my shawty, about a quarter to eight

Sittin', thinkin', smokin', contemplatin' bout my life,
I left when you did me wrong, do that make it right?
Learn to  mob on my own, part of bein' grown,
When your house is not a home, you feel so alone,
Apologize all the times that I hurt you,
Workin' on my patience, it take time, it's a virtue,
We can get the bag baby, you can get the purse too,
Knowin' you a hustler, cause yo job, overwork you.

Grinding gotta get these racks, know in life this shit get crazy
Us two should stick like 3Ms, fore we have a baby,
They gon' say "like 3Ms, that line kinda crazy",
It's gon' take some time, stay behind the right lady

Plan your work and work your plan, that's how life changes
Young unique niggas, know the world gon' try to change us
Rollin' up this raw, told him I don't f*ck with cigs
My pops had told me you gon' do it, better do it big

My posse full of hustlers, can't f*ck with the opposite
Tryna run the world, tryna sit right where Obama sit,
I guess where Obama sat, did his thing, where he at?
Lifestyle of a king, with the team, chillin' in the back

Now I'm on a Mac, I'm finna buy a Mac,
Swear I must've bit the apple, cause I'm too attached,
Know if Apple had the pies, I'd take two wit that
I used to R.I.P. my paper, had to glue it back

Sittin', thinkin', smokin', contemplatin' bout my life,
I left when you did me wrong, do that make it right?
Learn to  mob on my own, part of bein' grown,
When your house is not a home, you feel so alone,
Apologize all the times that I hurt you,
Workin' on my patience, it take time, it's a virtue,
We can get the bag baby, you can get the purse too,
Knowin' you a hustler, cause yo job, overwork you,

I'm on the beat, guarantee it's on fire
Got my degree, I'm a certified slider
Glock with a beam, he a certified slider
Double bacon cheese, these some certified sliders

I seen your IG, you a certified liar
They wanna be me, it's okay to aspire
Heavy with the fees, just like I'm an esquire
Black on a roll, shinin' like a wet tire,

Girl you fuckin' on the first, you just not my type,
I ain't sayin' that it's wrong, you just not my wife
I ain't sayin' I ain't playin' with you all night,
Cause you can still bend it over, grip the wall tight

I said, ooh, girl, your wall's tight
Damn, girl, guess you all right
Put a band in her hand, hit the mall, aight
Shawty got me in a trance, it was all hype

Sittin', thinkin', smokin', contemplatin' bout my life,
I left when you did me wrong, do that make it right?
Learn to  mob on my own, part of bein' grown,
When your house is not a home, you feel so alone.

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