Tied In

(Gang shit, mob ties. Yeah we tied in Gotta pull your mask down when you sliding Gotta put on temp tags if you driving You gotta make sure you can swim if you gon dive in Lucky got fours and ain't stopping till we five in These streets'll pull you in like quicksand, I wouldn't climb in These streets'll wheel you in like quicksand, I wouldn't climb in These streets'll pull you in, it's quicksand. You shouldn't climb in) I got it cracking in my city just from me heating West up From the hood, I know these 223s'll eat the vest up I seen a bitch pull up to Warmore and make niggas press up This shit like cards, I seen a queen of spades fuck the deck up The war make you crumble, I seen niggas fold Middle of the summer, I seen niggas froze That winter like the Reaper, it take niggas souls That nigga got skeletons in his closet like his wardrobe He got time in, wanna reach his goals Lord knows, might not get no flowers when I can smell 'em but imma get a rose But standing ten toes, came a long way from sticking the arms out them windows Them cars I been in those Gang shit, mob ties. Yeah we tied in Gotta pull your mask down when you sliding Gotta put on temp tags if you driving You gotta make sure you can swim if you gon dive in Lucky got fours and ain't stopping till we five in These streets'll pull you in like quicksand, I wouldn't climb in These streets'll wheel you in like quicksand, I wouldn't climb in These streets'll pull you in, it's quicksand. You shouldn't climb in Niggas ain't hot as me, I don't know who compare Who my peers, niggas peers Niggas copy me. Don't know if you aware, niggas weird The plan to run these millions up, move to Paris I got family in the city I wish I could move 'em here Came up through the years, collecting every watch like souvenirs With a fake smile, I used to say I wouldn't do veneers I'm working hard, hard like my brother, that's shit I cherish Throwing 150 in the Brabus, that bitch lift it in the air Them mob ties, I know them diamonds'll start making niggas stare But lil' broski like a barber, he start cutting niggas' hair, he go all upstairs Hoes all in my ears, telling me don't never forget about me through the years Gang shit, mob ties. Yeah we tied in Gotta pull your mask down when you sliding Gotta put on temp tags if you driving You gotta make sure you can swim if you gon dive in Lucky got fours and ain't stopping till we five in These streets'll pull you in like quicksand, I wouldn't climb in These streets'll wheel you in like quicksand, I wouldn't climb in These streets'll pull you in, it's quicksand. You shouldn't climb in