I'm still mobbin', fuck what a hater got to say

We've worked too hard, gone too far to let yall muhfuckas in the way

Still mobbin', mobbin', fuck what a hater got to say

We've worked to hard, gone too far to have y'all muhfuckas in the way

I remember my first zip, first pack, first kilogram, first strap

First bitch that I ever put on my first track, first time whippin' white in my first trap

I say all that to recognize the contrast, seein' where you see a **** at

In comparison to where I'm from, me and my **** comin', comin' from the bottom in the back

Real **** where we at, right here, I be solo dolo most of the time though, with my 44

Ridin' round town, switchin' whips like they low-lows

Duckin' and huntin' the ops and the po-po, real talk

I know **** that's tough, until the steel pop

Bitch **** can't eat, get a real job

In these streets with my heat, and I still pop

No body guards, so I still mob

I peel off in somethin' lookin' clean, me and my **** get dirty for green

Made a hundred racks and I was still just a teen

If there's any **** sayin' his grinds harder than me from my city, I just laugh and say "please!"

Shits got levels and degrees, don't meddle with the schemes or get metal in your spleen

A thousand dollar juug to me is like tryin' to throw pebbles in the sea

Man, **** is weak, I don't know why they be thinking that they could switch places with me

Middle school was your peak, all the kids that you bullied back then are the only war stories you speak

**** don't sing, but they talk to police though

Don't kill, but they try and steal from a **** that will

Hmm, that's mob, hunnid **** show up on your block, flash mob

I don't wanna kill, swear to God I don't wanna kill, but I got a son and a momma still, therefore I will

And I'm still mobbin'

Mobbin', mobbin', mobbin'

I'm still mobbin'

Mobbin', mobbin', mobbin'

We mob, don't stop

Mob, mob, don't stop

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I'm still mobbin', don't care what a hater got to say

We've worked too hard, gone too far to let y'all little suckers in the way

Still mobbin', mobbin', don't care what a hater got to say

We've worked too hard, gone too far to let y'all little punks in the way

I'm still mobbin'