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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joe Johnstone
Joe Johnstone
Songwriter

歌詞

I'ma talk about some shit real quick, and it's just my thoughts, some shit up off my chest you know
Mob, Mob, ayy, look
I wanted millions with my friends, god had other plans
Now all my bonds in the grave, or some in the pen
Couple of them switched, and it was fraud how they played they hand
I ain't forcin' shit but all this money in a rubber band
For sayin' off the wall, shit, that's how we hopped out Vans
I can't talk about the last one, cause I know I did it
Touch the cup and you ain't ask boy, you know I'm livid
Said I can't ball without passin', shit, Kobe did it
How you gon' go and cuff a runner when you know we hit it
I take L's and move on, but I never forget em
Hit his block, would I be wrong for, killin who with him
I just stay true to my religions by stuffin' my denims
Me and Tavo, I remember, we dumpin' in rentals
Then we bump heads with some ****, now I'm out the window
Real ****, you can't vouch about the shit I'm into
If you know, you know lil blow ah blow you like some fuckin tissue
I'm around that money like a bank teller
My bro locked up but I'm goin' up it make me hate levels
Bro-bro, keep that pump get gassed up like what's a brake pedal
I'm in the O with V and O, don't let this Drake catch you
Popped up at his door, he know who ordered him this great special
I'm like CC you can ball if the gates, let you
Looked at the bag like you a treat, why **** ain't fetch you
Thought that she was down but fuck my bro, that's why I can't settle
They tell lies to you, sit they ah even sell you dreams
When I ride for you, ride for me, it ain't no in-between
Shit ain't what it seem from all the shit that it was supposed to be
Now I got FNs for fuck **** gettin close to me
We was in the whip, I took that charge, thought it was slow for me
One jail call, I felt my mama losin' hope for me, uh, uh, one jail call, felt my mama losin'
Ayy, word to the mob, this shit all out the mud, it just take time, ****
I just wanna run it up, ain't never need a job
And I can't lie, you go to school or you can jugg and rob ****, just know everything come with a fine
I done seen a lot of shit and it'll make you lose your mind
I knew that she was your bitch but I still fuck her like she mine
Wipe them tears up off your face, little **** get up on your grind
And my pain is too expensive you see diamonds when I cry
That's just my thought, uh, that's just my thought, that's just my thought, ay, mob, uh, word to the mob, this shit all out the mud, it just take time, ****
I just wanna run it up, ain't never need a job and I can't lie, you go to school or you can jugg and rob
Written by: Joe Johnstone
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