Momma
Vagabond Mafia
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Time's on my side mufucka Time do what the f*ck I tell it to do You know what I'm sayin This that mob shit Vagabond, bitch This that piss everyone off, shit How we talk, shit Don't need no guap, kid Around yo block, kid This for yo momma Make her feel just like a boss bitch For yo momma Ay I ain’t fit inside no box, boy You got no bite You all talk, boy You ain’t make moves You ain’t walk, boy You finish right where you start, boy Yeah we comin for the top If they say we need the key Then we be pickin all the locks, yuh I got the vision I’m like a surgeon I cut with precision Boy I be hungry I’m back in the kitchen You talkin yo shit While I’m makin a difference Yuh F*ck all that negative energy You wanna eat but be lackin the recipe Hopin that nobody step to me Me and my boys make a scene Then it’s rest in peace Never stay low no It’s just quite the opposite Life a teeter totter I’m on top of it Mic is the tower of terror I’m droppin it I got no options You know I ain’t stoppin it My bubble is made out of gold You ain’t poppin it Man, you might as well call it quits I am what I am And I’m never imposterin Life is my stage And I’m rockin it Whippin it up Yeah I’m crockin and pottin it You got that one minute meal But I don’t want no part of it The time and the pain is the art of it Whippin it up Yeah I’m crockin and pottin it You got that one minute meal But I don’t want no part of it You got that one minute meal But I don’t want no part of it Sheesh This that mob shit Vagabond, bitch This that piss everyone off, shit How we talk, shit Don't need no guap, kid Around yo block, kid This for yo momma Make her feel just like a boss bitch For yo momma Team on the way And we been makin waves New vibe New vision Same ones that was talkin Got nothin to say New ride With the shoes glistenin Team on the way And we been makin waves New vibe New vision Same ones that was talkin Got nothing to say New phone Bish who is dis A lot of you niggas will prolly try To just get by And just wont make it I could lie to you and tell you that shit fye To just be nice But that's fake shit The rest of you clones will get stuck And just give up But let's stop talkin about it Let's just be honest You just couldnt keep up My team too tough Ain't no walkin around it You know it I'm in a new groove Chill wit the wife for the night And the kids mood But we need a new view So imma go get it Just wait Won't be too soon Watch what I do to em Like Kobe in the 4th I'm so clutch how i move thru em Rest in peace to the king This life is so short It's a rattling thing But I keep goin Push myself to the brink No, I cant stop Got visions of doin somethin great Whole team round me got a plate Just know Vagabond on the way This style that I got I invented Flow kill got a murderous venom Just know that imma keep wit it At givin you just what you missin God damn
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Written by: Bryan Miller, Joseph Timmins, Nathan Covert, Roland Trujillo
Lyrics © DistroKid
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