Hunnid Dayz

God bless the mafia

Yeah God bless the mafia

God bless the mafia

God bless the mafia

I got hittas and strippers all in my entourage

Ain’t no way that you can catch us in this foreign car

I see the feds I do the dash there ain’t no stopping me

Hundred days up in the field man you know I got my cleats

We ain’t no stopping on no red lights

I’m just swerving off this lean

I just buy don’t need receipts

Spend cash get it back repeat

I ain’t never had no role model

I just grew up in the streets

Momma tried to save me I’m hard headed I was ignorant

I was selling bowls and went OT I’m on that trapping shit

I might bend a hoe or break her down but I’m not trafficking

G-lock brand new out the box can’t wait to see my opposition

I give him ten he get you gone play his position

I give the bros assist he near the rim then he gon’ swish it

I started rapping guess I blew up off my melodies

Seen homicides and mamas cry no it ain’t new to me

 

I got hittas and strippers all in my entourage

Ain’t no way that you can catch us in this foreign car

I see the feds I do the dash there ain’t no stopping me

Hundred days up in the field man you know I got my cleats

We ain’t no stopping on no red lights

I’m just swerving off this lean

I just buy don’t need receipts

Spend cash get it back repeat

I ain’t never had no role model

I just grew up in the streets

I go hard for mine I put in time no they can’t phase me

I ain’t doing shit for free that **** gotta pay me

Thank the lord God bless the mafia that shit still amaze me

I know my music touch the Gods so when I die embrace me

Evil eye go blind like Stevie what’s the price of loyalty?

I’ll buy it all if I can cause where I’m going it comes in hand

I’m on road to riches get my homies out the kitchen

We done sold so many birds I’m talking all them pigeons

I got hittas and strippers all in my entourage

Ain’t no way that you can catch us in this foreign car

I see the feds I do the dash there ain’t no stopping me

Hundred days up in the field man you know I got my cleats

We ain’t no stopping on no red lights

I’m just swerving off this lean

I just buy don’t need receipts

Spend cash get it back repeat

I ain’t never had no role model

I just grew up in the streets