It's mob, you can get shot
For the family
I got young gs and they on job
Thanks to me
My boy loves a wobbler
He cutting shapes
like happy feet
Crack and b
13 started Trapping
Crack and theens
Trap and dreams
everyone laughed at me
Now them same man tryna pattern me
They got crack and weed
Got a pack or 3
Now they tryna push them packs on me
I'm like.kool patternd, sweet
Give them packs to me
Till they get stained
Like i don't know what happend g
Now they don't want to trap with me
I ain't even hurt tho
It's part of ny strategy
I hope you got more then 10 guns
If you ever think about
attacking me
Big gun
big mac bag of sweets
If I miss
I got a shank on me
Stab him up
Stab him more then 7 times
I ain't gonna Stab him once
Crazy white boys
Some Radgey cunts
Keep my guns at this girls house
She got a man tho
She mad in love
It's mad as fuck
But still she pattern up
It makes me laugh and rush
Because if Feds ever raid her house
find a bag of guns
It's between her and her man
Her man getting done
Her man is fully fucked
I hope it never happens tho
Got me Touching wood
But if it ever does
Please believe
bob disapear into the sun
Got a couple watches
Cost more then your mums house
Killers and made men
What I hung round
On the come up
They dint wanna fuck with me then
They wanna fuck now
get down
Or get gunned down
Don't play with my emotions
Cause a big explosion
At your mums house
Send some thugs rounds
When that door opens
Everyman pulling guns out
I'm half a Italian
So I got respect for your mum
But bitch bring your son out
They think they can pick on me
They don't know I keep a stick on me
Unsolved murders
Turn him to a mystery
I dont care what you think of me
I see everything clear now
Young me seen it differently
I'm para I think She capping
When she say she into me
Big gun lick down a chubakar
Before guns i used daggers
Dog eat dog world
Don't ever think that you matter
I can show you how far badness goes
On the roads tryna lick man down
In the maddest clothes
Keep a shooter with me
And he's packing smoke
You tryna move to me
youll get wacked and smoked
No it's not joke
Ima laugh walk off
I don't know what happend bro
Brother I use to be a kool kid
Air maxs 95s
I had the new kicks
Shooting at the same man
I went school with,
I was moving mad with the burner
Moving foolish
I was on the wing
were them screws is
Back out my knife
Had to move skits
Sink boats if you got loose lips
3 in your chest
I don't care
If your someone I went school with
I been kidnapped
Im para
I sit with a full clip
Or I got that big knife
Cocaine
Moving Frank white
Whipping like the 90s
Them Bad guys
Whole squad slang white
Your boss will get wacked
white suit black tie
Mobster
Let it blow like a bag pipe
Fuck luck
I ain't saluting no magpie
Every ex told Me the same thing
I live a mad life
Ima die lonely
No one by mans side
