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letra de more and more - no savage

more and more lyrics
uh, ay juu2x (turn me up juu)
ay breeze i luv yall (mobb) mobb ,mobb (mobb)
juu (wopo)

hook
i be going thru more & more & more & more it be having me stressed out
aint do none of this sh-t to get me a name
this aint the type sh-t you should test out
putting rackz on they head
cause i want all they ass dead
i wanna see something stretched out
gtf out my way they best route
getting mney i done made n-ggaz i remember days i was left out
my n-ggas stepping n n-ggaz for nothin
better than me n-gga dont say nothing
hit an opp in his top get ghost on the run
n-gga talked out his neck got folded with a drum
we the one’s who run the city we the one’s who go dumb
n-gga wouldnt stop talking so we chopped out his tongue
n-gga wanna be a burger ima put him on a bun
n-gga tried to be a dog so i treat em like a chump
(snitch ass n-gga)
uh, mobb

verse
sh-t everyday everyday i be on it
cant go for anything i aint easily influenced
i was crying for help but i kept getting ignored
breezy & jordan my dawgs fo sho
know u my heart ill call you my bro
to tell you the truth we aint letting sh-t go
shots out that glock lean him back like he limbo
i thought they was with me thats how i got switched on
still on the yo n-gga thats where i been going
knock off the n-gga who shot me im still on it
she see my d-ck say daddy can i sit on it
im in this sh-t stand up n-ggas know it
i aint been seeing my son but im blowing
why did i f-ck her & i knew she was going
in public and i got this mf showing
(hook)
i be going thru more & more & more & more it be having me stressed out
aint do none of this sh-t to get me a name
this aint the type sh-t you should test out
putting rackz on they head
cause i want all they ass dead
i wanna see something stretched out
gtf out my way they best route
getting mney i done made n-ggaz i remember days i was left out
my n-ggas stepping n n-ggaz for nothin
better than me n-gga dont say nothing
hit an opp in his top get ghost on the run
n-gga talked out his neck got folded with a drum
we the one’s who run the city we the one’s who go dumb
n-gga wouldnt stop talking so we chopped out his tongue
n-gga wanna be a burger ima put him on a bun
n-gga tried to be a dog so i treat em like a chump
(snitch ass n-gga)
uh, mobb

(verse)
im on a whole lotta mobb sh-t
any n-gga that get out of pocket getting boxed in
you workin the trap is like a store & you can clock in
24/7 sellin’ dope beat the block in
we aint hit his neck r his chest blow his top in
blizzo get to blowing hit em all in his top
tryna tell n-ggaz that im sliding we aint locked in
i was trying with a b-tch that let another n-gga f-ck
i aint hiding what i got im in love with the bucks
i aint lying dont brawl ima send ya ass up
n-ggaz perc’d m’d up steady saying wop up
u dont know saying wop b-tch n-gga thats me
u dont get a whole bag ill get a hp
i aint trippin i got that 42 wit me
i’ve been slippin it’s time for me to get back to business
moobbbbb x3

- no savage

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