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letra de big mubz - the games rigged - big mubz

[verse 1]
you can’t walk in my shoes
what i do for fuloos, of course ak i’m loose
shank tickle my b-lls in sujood
fragrance tom ford, akhayy it’s black oud
they ain’t got more money than my runners
how you think it’s dior runners for the summers
i ain’t into the he say she say
streets say that i made a k!lling off the pk
5 bezels fluted, but ima smooth n-gga
200 racks on jewels but i ain’t no fool n-gga
no silver spoons, call it a wooden plate
never hate, i made 100k at wooden gate
i’m on broadway cutting through in my rover
this revolvers my problem solver
mash it on my mind call me “mubz montana”
i turn bruce banner if i bang my hammer
i’m running to the bag like kids when their schools done
tryna make this money in house like what the jews done
plug throw it on the arm
then i clear tabs like i been watching p-rn
heard i’m on everyone’s menus
the 32, make n-ggas sing like tems do
thats what the ends do, they hate on their best friend
ak my watch never changed me like ben10
f-ck a dinner with jay z, ak that’s lazy
put that half mill in the pot and go brazy
old southall raised me
broadway made me
the biseds pay me
the askar hate me
got kettles and cribs, from the cling and the riz
they hate on the kid cah i put weight on the strip
i make it look good, but wallahi it’s sh-t
sinning got me winning, ak the game is rigged
[chorus]
i just need some time, i’m tryna think straight
i just need a moment in my own sp-ce
ask me how i’m doin’, i say “okay,” yeah
but ain’t that what we all say?
sometimes i think back to the old days
in the pointless conversations with the old me
yeah, back when my momma used to hold me
i wish somebody woulda told me

[verse 2]
late nights, no conversing, i’m conversating
cah this conversation, it involves satan
astaghfirullah, i love allah and it’s blatant
i ain’t got pagans, just washed guys hating
i told sy what’s mine is yours
bros selling tickets like he sold out tours
when it rains it pours, when it rains it pours
cah imagine he got bored with his own dam sword
should be on a island, but i’m in the ends wiling
constant sirens, constant violence
bring the iron in for guys who ain’t aligning
glock’ll leave a man flat like ironed him
you ain’t marlo, you dumb little -rs-hole
i need that arab money like newcastle
i’m in zuma whilst bros doing tuna
i’m hitting cats too but not like kurt zouma
stuck in this loolaa, i’m the driver and the shooter
buss it and skate off all in one manoeuvre
i’ve compromised my health for this wealth
rather stack a rack than a shelf
dotty longer than a elf
sh-lls quicker than stealth
don’t compromise your health
check my bio, i never took a vio
i’m uptown, kettle on, i’m networking
while these opp boys stay on the net twerking
bonfire night ain’t the only night the fire works
knees down praying cause i’m knee deep in this dirt
it can’t end like this, so i fine dine in knightsbridge
with a nice white b-tch, that i enjoy life with
100 thousand pounds on my left and my right wrist
i don’t really like this but this sh-t priceless

- big mubz

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