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letra de mobb shallow - jharrel jerome

[skit]
see that n-gga over there?
yeah, i see him…
yeah—that n-gga dolo right now
word…
that n-gga with a chip on his shoulder over there
you see that n-gga?
yeah, i see that n-gga
let’s run up on that n-gga
alright, let’s do it
yeah, follow me

[refrain]
whatchu’ lookin’ at?!

[verse 1]
look, open the door
i’m ready for war
barely in it a minute
and they ready for more, of course
i went from pinning the tail on the horse
to winning and sitting pretty
while i sail on the shore
i fail no more, i only impress
they say life is a test
when i’m on the trains
the only way i’ll get an “f”
and she be riding my d so much
you would think the mta is paying me so much
these streets are tough
the bronx was a dirt pit
now i can breathe through dust
i see true love and girl you the sh-t
i’ll leave you flushed
on some persian sleek silk rock
i’ll leave you plush
see i don’t say much
what i do is enough
i don’t mean to be blunt
like i threw in a dutch
but i’m two in a cuss
i don’t move in a rush
because me without a mic
is like if sue wasn’t young
i’ll put two in your lungs
i gotta get the loot and the funds
hit the booth for the club
then go on set and shoot like a gun
i don’t want to hear a word until my movie is done
[refrain]
whatchu’ lookin’ at?!

[verse 2]
but who was ’round from the start?
back when the only wins i had
was playing mario kart
young dominicano
living in them barrio parts
lyrical cardio and i’ll be a pride of your heart
shot a dart in the dark
and i stuck that bee-yatch
although i was alone in them f-cking stree-yats
bone thuggin’, runnin’ in my reeboks
waiting on the bus
was like waiting on detox to drop, took forever
cold weather, only a sweater
forgot my north face
i guess my momma knows better
she said cover-up
before the gust of wind give you an uppercut
in other words, you want a road to fame?
my n-gga, buckle up
a bumpy road is coming up
it’s full of sweet sh-t like b-ttercups
but sour sh-t like motherf-cks
thinking, “what the f-ck is up?”
always had the toughest luck
but i’ve been victorious
like nipsey dropping “double up”
rest in peace to masterpieces
i just produced my master thesis
i guess i got the faster sneakers
i can rap and i can act
i go to church but never slack
i’m such a b-st-rd jesus
let it rock jon…
let it rock jon…
[refrain]
whatchu’ lookin’ at?!

[outro]
i’m all alone in these streets
i used to mob shallow
i never mobbed deep
i’m all alone in these streets
i used to mob shallow
i never mobbed deep
but now i mob deep

- jharrel jerome

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