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letra de mama smith - mob 83

[verse 1]
drop sh-t put ’em in a box quick
got ’em all crazy f-ck that
bust back
how could you love that, n-gga n0body
could ever be peaceful
let alone touch that sequel
ex b-tch got ’em on a tread wit’
leverage
childish smiling f-ck is you proud for put
him in a life just repeat
only thing different is 83cc’s
part of his veins
part of me thinking you part of his way
just wait till he’s more than whatever you say
the f-ck is you thinking i’m part of his brain!
so don’t ever think that i’ll ever erase b-tch
you be crazy
f-ck if he played me
i could see b-tches like you on the daily
daisy b-tch you bе basic
nothing to place with
only with hatred
i’ve been silеnt, but these n-ggas on some dumb sh-t
smoke ’em like a blunt quick
bunch of cop callers
wanna eyeball us
got a bunch of block ballers
for the drive hol’ up
give a f-ck about your words, living, but not living
wanted more than i could taste
i’ve been at the moment where something was ’bout to break
looking at my life and it really wasn’t in place
been plottin’ for a minute, but it’s more than i could say
(hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)

(aw man logan barragan
aw man that’s what his name should be)

(okay yeah, d-mn x2)

[verse 2]
thinking outta state
i’m thinking more than the gates
closed casket
see it get burned in ashes
listen n-gga look at the facts put on ya glasses
f-ck it if a n-gga disagree this how i chill
f-ck it if a n-gga doesn’t like the way i build
like the way i feel
how i light the way to feels
this is how i’m feeling when i write the way to chills
sorry grand mama this more than any type of pill
ya daughters only looking for the moment of a thrill
’99 the year of my birth to keep it real
loving wasn’t any part of any type of deal
put me in asylum because of a paper bill
locked me in a cell, because i finally appealed
birth night through first night
with hurt like new purpose
12′ night with 12′ hype just bullsh-tted through the curtains
put it in petty you worthless
swear there be nothing to lurk with
remember the day like all days
sweat like no brake
put it in h-ll like no faith
part of life this case
part of me your face if i could take it off just cause
part of me your blood
contemplatin’ how the f-ck, you stood up there with no love
f-ck it if no blessing ever, make it out that bus
figured out the plus
n-ggas made it out that jump
put a 80′ in that trunk, for that third n-gga that was
put a 80′ in that truck, for that third n-gga that was
and i’m gone
(83)

(mobsh-t)

(d-mn)

- mob 83

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