Lyrics:
rewind to eighty-nine
Introduced me to this life of crime, but we was blind
Little nappy-haired juveniles, livin' wild
No smiles on our faces, thirteen
rewind to eighty-nine
Introduced me to this life of crime, but we was blind
Little nappy-haired juveniles, livin' wild
No smiles on our faces, thirteen
the M.O.B.
I'm something like a P cause I'm surrounded by these freaks
But I'm just a player still in love with these streets, yeah
Yo, there's no average life
Ward Boyz]
Recognize the Mob bitch
All day this thug shit
Blisted up, trigger fingers for Niggas that start shit
Creep this as I part quick
Ride
the squad)
Low key, yeah we move just like the mob (like the mob)
We gon' get this bread for the squad (for the squad)
Run it up, yeah we always on the job (we
The Jacka we mafia got the streets crazy
This that mob shit clap every nigga hatin
Ceilin birdies up send em off on vacation
Niggas know what up fuck
stashed away for the real estate
House shopping for Ms E I'm a make a way
Held me down all my life that's my fuckin ace
God is good God is great and always
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
'Cause he is him, and I am me (Mob)
Mobby, Young Mob or Mobby B (Mob)
Y'all don't know about my life, y'all aint heard about my struggle (Ugh)
Y'all
Produced by Hundo
I stay posted with two sticks, I ain't even from nigga block
I bit the corner with this minivan, I didn't need a chop
Nigga asked
Thumb across the neck i dont have to lay a finger
All hand picked so nobody points a finger
Live by the code omertà still lingers married to the Mob
near a studio in your life
You see, disrespect is your last resort
You're like Howard [Name], you never played this sport
But you're always talkin
ass I got the Sharingan
Got her moving weight by the metric ton
Kilo after kilo this shit for my son
I can't fuck up g I gotta getter done
Spirits
it worth it?
This has been my whole life
All the gold, and the cars, all the girls
Where to start?
Is this all that I want?
I don’t know anymore
I’m
Intro
Rip to the jacka
All the way to where you stay
Verse 1
2008 I was scraping change for black n milds
Me and feva with a heater in a 2 seater,
being warm now my heart is so cold
My life is too mystic red like a poem
I been knocked down but i came for the thrown
Now im in my zone
They were
When this weed got me feelin' like [?] bruh
I just seen Mac Dre bruh and the Jacka
Is we up in the Bay bruh?
I'm with that old shit, pulled up in my
ur mob? who ur mob
who them is? who them is
thats my squad thats my squad
true story Wyndham the new kingston
keep talking yada yada same same but
or slightly faded
You tried to play me now homicide is my only payment
I'm addicted to currency in this life I lead
Why the fuck you cowards be runnin', too
or slightly faded
You tried to play me now homicide is my only payment
I'm addicted to currency in this life I lead
Why the fuck you cowards be runnin', too
just posted by the store
Yeah they pocket watchin' so keep your money on the low
Yeah them jackas and robbers they gon' be knockin at your door
I ain't
we rollin him up
And his fuckin' dead homie we rollin him up
I'm fuckin' his BM this shit is a must
I'm in love with this choppa' this bitch got my
Better understand this I am not a lil ni**a/Boy I got nuts bigger than a gorilla/Whole life hangin with the top drug dealers/Mob tied up with the Cartel
about my English
But listen, this is dope
They are living
They are living in a regular mode
I'm leaving
I'm leaving this stupid game mode
I'm taking two
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