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Millyz - MOB ft. Sada James (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Millyz
Millyz
Performer
Sada James
Sada James
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sada James
Sada James
Composer
Myles Lockwood
Myles Lockwood
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Buckroll
Buckroll
Producer

Lyrics

Cold showers, bathing in my pain, I'll be back in an hour This where they package the powder He tried the box, that shit hit him like Deontay Wilder I took the losses by myself, but when I won, we was winning Witness took the stand this sung bros got life like Jennings Shit be falling out of my mind I don't even be penning Marble floors in the Villa we came from humble beginnings Bitches trying to link, but I'm too busy to get drinks I can't take you on a date, I slip once that's my fate Used to dream about this lifestyle to put me in a wraith Now I'd rather SRT that shit better on a chase Paranoia on my brain, thinking maybe I'm delusional Casualties in war that means friends you gotta lose a few If you let 'em think you food they gon try to get to chewing you Bullets had him on the ground, twitching like he doing hula hoops Had to take it overseas because the local shit was boring My member prick your finger on the day that you get sworn in Moving like the mob that's how it be when we swarming Winter time we raise the temperature, this glock is global warming I'm just listening, absorbing, kicking back up in this Foreign 1500 for the Louie sneakers on the pedal flooring Label to bed when I was young, miseducated like I'm Lauryn And now we round the globe touring, they was snoozing, we alarmed them It's Blanco That's my hitter riding by him with the pole on his hip Boy, you better watch how you talk before we flip your shit We got that type of money that make a broke bitch act up Get into that paper motherfuckers trying to catch up Pop out in foreigns with the stars on the wraith These diamonds dripping on my neck I gotta play it safe They say we too deep, but that's the mob, that's the gang Got my middle finger up for your motherfucking lames I just keep going, I don't care what they say Vision turned reality, I'm blessed to see the day Spend that money like a check and get it right back Yeah, it's like that, yeah Yola pure as my intentions, know them people want me fenced in Indictments always pending, I keep cashing out on pendants Sliding by my solo, I can't do no co-defendants Self-sufficient on this mission never seen me codependent We was dogs until the end, he turned cat and broke the friendship They don't reach out until your money up and then they want to mend it I know my ex bitch doing bad, look at me, I'm doing splendid Me and hatred, never blended, I'm embracing all these trenches I'm in LA as I'm writing this, range rover passenger Pistol in my pocket, run down, I'm trying to splatter ya He thought that he was smart, and now they picking his brain matter up We play ball with whoever, brodie on deck like batter up That's a hell cat not a challenger I'm in a different caliber Remember, re-in up on bizzy's hundred dollars trying to gather up Living by the sword, swinging my shit like excalibur He ain't about to take a plea The DA offered to 20 calendars, it's nasty That's my hitter riding by him with the pole on his hip Boy, you better watch how you talk before we flip your shit We got that type of money that make a broke bitch act up Get into that paper motherfuckers trying to catch up Pop out in foreigns with the stars on the wraith These diamonds dripping on my neck I gotta play it safe They say we too deep, but that's the mob, that's the gang Got my middle finger up for your motherfucking lames I just keep going, I don't care what they say Vision turned reality, I'm blessed to see the day Spend that money like a check and get it right back Yeah, it's like that, yeah
Writer(s): Kristof Lilienthal, Sada James, Myles Lockwood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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