Mother's Day (feat. Ian Noble & Jsiadi Noon)
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Look I don’t know who to call on I was tryna' put us all on Once I’m on I won’t fall off This some gas don’t you ask me who I bought off Cuz you just might just be the feds Thinking back I got set up by my ex So why the f*ck would I trust you If you ain’t beneficial to them they gone say f*ck you Bizzy never changed and for that dawg yeah I love you No homo in my cam voice Use to have a Android And yeah I use to trap and i knew it was a bad choice Shit It was my last choice Nothing comes from nothing gotta put in the work People I love hated on me and that shit really hurt Now I can never get that bond back Whatchu' wanna do See me contract? F*ck it all up But f*ck all this shit Cuz' I can never get my gmom back Never talk to x again Never see my friend again Make me not ever wanna pick up this pen again Heart of a savage Manners of a gentleman Just wait till they let me in I'm a cause a ruckus They gonna say I’m losing What Like Russ is? All these fucking internet trolls is straight buggin' Losing is when it’s Mother’s Day and you can’t get her nothing Throw flowers on their graves Cause they all dead to me Got em stuck in a maze Tryna' figure out what I say Throw flowers on their graves Cause they all dead to me Throw flowers on their graves Cause they all dead to me They dead to me cremate em' But since I use to love em' you know I could never hate em I pull up on em' top down just to motivate em Girls know who on the top now so they wanna date em (Oh) I work magic on this mic Channing Tatum Sleeping on the floor them nights I’m just glad we finally came up - shit Getting rich off the plans that we came up with Lil' help from the universe And we made it rich Now she wanna make it twerk Ain’t have much but we made it work Everyday a star is born shout out to my date of birth Tell em' you gone make a million then look at they facial smirk You know they gone laugh at ya' dreams until the day it work Dudes still working so they hatin' on the bosses So fresh to death they should auction off my coffin Niggas steady scoffin' but they see me flossin' often With that shit you never seen like Stephan hawking walking Hit-bro on the walkie talkie like Bring the Maserati thru And a bottle of the Ace That’s just how Jsiadi do That’s just what I gotta do The one I’m the prodigal Son In some Prada shoes They ain’t really proud of you Keep it true they tired of you Stuntin' on em Frontin' on em Pull up make the top go in trunk you press the button on em Make the roof lift Ruth’s Chris like it’s nuffin' on em Eating in they face Blowing reefer in they face If they was getting to it they would see it as the motivation that it truly is But they stressing not progressing so they cannot see it clear And they can not see how you don’t see no fear I see it I just act like it aint there And I stay lit like a flashlight when the lights off I'm a still shine like a black light When I’m here Better act right when I’m here Better bag back like a snapback I'm a snap out when I’m hair I'm a black man gotta black out till my background is a lier And a black G wagon No bow wow challenge Felling way too classy In this downtown fashion Super wild since the classroom Every town was the captain Reminiscing blowing Levittown brown in the bathroom on the prowl getting tatted like F*ck it we’ll be poppin' soon For now we broke stealing Ipods out the locker room Fast forward now I’m upstate like my mom presumed Graduated from the streets the only thing on my resume Let mind resume Like I gotta be goat Every time I lay a verse you know it gotta be dope Had pain had to bottle it tho Now I ain’t gotta get ya Mother’s Day gift from the 5 & below G.I.B coming up yeah I’m proud of you bro Now we getting money like we won the lottery bro So you know we can’t stop till we ride in a ride in the ghost They mad cuz' positive was our results Motherfucker Throw flowers on their graves Cause they all dead to me Got em stuck in a maze Tryna' figure out what I say Throw flowers on their graves Cause they all dead to me Throw flowers on their graves Cause they all dead to me
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Written by: Dyron Edwards, Ian Noble, Timothy Lukach
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