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Bus Stop (feat. Mozzy)
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Bus Stop (feat. Mozzy) è stato pubblicato il 15 ottobre 2025 da FTD come parte dell'album Karma 4
AlbumKarma 4
Released15 ottobre 2025
EtichettaFTD
LinguaEnglish
BPM89
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

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Video musicale

Testi

[Intro]
I want twenty-nine millions for it
**** love to go against the grain, that's where they luck stop
That's where they luck stop
**** love to go against the—, uh
[Chorus]
Maybach, I was in sedans until the truck dropped
Started at the bus stop, now I'm in a plush spot
**** love to go against the grain, that's where they luck stop
Ooter from Jamaica, and he banging, what the blood clot
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my neck
From the dirt, volume one, never hiding from the wreck
Money on my mental, don't know how I'm gon' get rest
Everybody got a date, I don't know how I'm gon' get stretched
But I just know I'm blessed
I just know the work I put in turn into a check
I just know when people hear my voice, they feel refreshed
I just know some **** look at me and feel a threat, I know it
Pull up to the function with like thirty members
Strangers start to feel they love you 'cause they heard you winnin'
They could never fuck you over if you learn the business
Thinking 'bout his future, never seen no murder in it
[Verse 1]
Been them **** since we started, everything we did was real
You can't even talk about it, you was never in the field
Don't talk to me 'bout no money, you ain't never touched a mill'
You love that music from Chicago, but ain't never did a drill
Acting like you high off Percocet, ain't never popped a pill
You postin' pictures with me knowing we ain't really rock for real
I was sipping Tech, wouldn't pop it, it ain't got the seal
Nothing changed, **** I had then know I got them still
Nothing changed, if I had you then, I got you forever
The love be funny when the shit they did, they know I did it better
From when I Iceberg'd the sweater, and I Pelle Pelle'd the leather
Knocking Patra, I rolled with my cousin, she had a Jetta
Not everybody's steppers, I wouldn't see these **** walk
The loudest **** on the 'Gram, you wouldn't hear these **** talk
Crack was in demand, cuzzo changed his life with a fork
I got up with some ahks that get upset if **** mention pork
How the fuck I'm 'posed to stop when **** died just supporting me?
I done spent money on funerals, spent money on lawyer fees
Everybody ain't happy for me, won't be applauding me
But I bet they 'Gram turn up more when they start recording me
How you the king? You ain't come from no royalty
That dog food in DC, pressed 'em like the Hoya D
We taxing ****, get it from Trap, then that's a border fee
Nobody gon' do no extra shit, we move accordingly
[Chorus]
Maybach, I was in sedans until the truck dropped
Started at the bus stop, now I'm in a plush spot
**** love to go against the grain, that's where they luck stop
Ooter from Jamaica, and he banging, what the blood clot
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my neck
From the dirt, volume one, never hiding from the wreck
Money on my mental, don't know how I'm gon' get rest
Everybody got a date, I don't know how I'm gon' get stretched
But I just know I'm blessed
I just know the work I put in turn into a check
I just know when people hear my voice, they feel refreshed
I just know some **** look at me and feel a threat, I know it
Pull up to the function with like thirty members
Strangers start to feel they love you 'cause they heard you winnin'
They could never fuck you over if you learn the business
Thinking 'bout his future, never seen no murder in it
[Verse 2]
Yeah, this our life in the field
Once the homies jump you in, you get a license to kill
If I sacrifice for it, you most righteously will
He ain't make it home from prison, brodie died on a pill
It's ill, clean up on aisle four when I spill
Got me begging for the Quagen 'cause I need it for real
M's, negotiating profit splits on a deal
**** stabbed me in my back, but I eventually healed, so it's nothing
YNs sliding buttons on buttons
Baby, send the invitation, they gon' fuck up the function
Black and white is law, we don't run on assumption
Far as what we think he said, that's a further discussion, I'm thugging
Chili interrupt the space in the luggage
Little 30k wire, close the case on my youngin'
Who's subbin'? Tell him log off the app and do something
I got interrogated 'bout it too, but I ain't knew nothin'
I'm stitchy, index on his paws getting itchy
Adopted him to the squadron, he gon' ball while he with me
We litty, popularity revolve around envy
But my mentality is Mamba, grab the ball and get busy, what's brackin'?
Written by: David Brewster, Timothy Cornell Patterson
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