[Verse 1]
Really started with a dream, kick goals, now we do it legit
It's M.O.B. That be the motto, we dem crooks, we sticks
These bad bitches, they get fucked and we don't show 'em no love
I put that music shit on pause, I'm back with dealers and thugs
They don't like us, we're too real and they can't match us
Sold out to us, big shows, tell 'em catch up
Ops talking hard until the net, until they're slapped up
See that boy in person, he don't wanna be an actor
See that boy in person, he don't wanna be an actor
I ain't with the vеrbal, you won't find me commenting on the nеt
Tell him drop the low, we got the addy where he lays his head
I ain't trusting farts, they're the reason that the ops get got
Line him up with pussy, get the drop and we don't let it dock
I've been on my grind for four years, I ain't took a break
Tender whip, we cruising, things don't stop so we be out till late
Yeah my time's with money, I ain't waiting round for no one
Running to this money like I just scored a home run
Grew up looking chad, how's our kid from the trap?
Pump burns just to eat, life's a struggle, that's facts
They be rapping what we live and we be living what we rap
We ain't fucking with the other side, the other side they cap
They be verbal on the net, then they try and take it back
I ain't beefing with these bums, we ain't got the same tax
I ain't beefing with these bums, we ain't got the same tax
Go and get your money up, cause you be broke without a rap
[Verse 2]
Oblox stepping with two weapons, we let it slap
They tried to get my bro, I told them chill cause we gon' get him back
Money comes first and that beef comes second
They ain't even got no funding to get themselves some weapons
We ain't taking no's up on this side, only wins
Shorties coming real cheap so you can dash it in the bin
Yeah and I know you got a man but have you ever had a crim
Don't be speaking on my business, only tell us certain things
It's all Teans and trackies, we doing bootings and ballies
We running drugs down in Nassix and pumping chases in Maxis
We them street kids that bossed up; everyone be eating good
Coppers hate the way that we living because we keep it hooten
Sticking to that G-code, we don't do no snitching
If they violate, they gon' get touched and then try play the victim
Take your head off with this sniffing, if I grip it, I'm a ripper
I ain't beefing about a bitch, it ain't my fault she let me hit it
We them trap kids that slap sticks, bundles they get stacked up
All my opps be broken, that's the truth, they just some crack bums
I ain't beefing about a bitch, now trust me you can have her
Save the back and forth for her, she's old news and you can smash her
She knows that she's fucking with a baller
Running down these rappers, link Chico for the sauna
[Verse 3]
Ayy, why they mad that we be getting to the dosh?
I ain't never had shit, and I ain't never had a lot
I got money in my vision; I ain't nothing like these other fakes
Only rapper my age that can really flex a hundred K
Laughing all these rappers, it's all Teans and the Trackie
Putting holes up in designers, if my bros give rocks a bally
Barking on the net, they be talking in the streets
Two hundred K, that shit ain't nothing when you got a milli dreams
Need a Richard on my wrist and a crib that's for my son
Be this meetings with the offers in the trap and with the fuck
There's still money over everything, cause bitches we don't love
Put that music shit on pause and focus full time on the run
There's still money over everything, cause bitches we don't love
Put that music shit on pause and focus full time on the run
I can never trust a bitch, bitches they gon' get you slum
Get you down for half a got and shotties we gon' let em buff
Really put on for my city, I'm the one that funds the beef
They say talking on the net but they ain't never pushed a peak
You could never live my life; they ain't hood and they ain't from the streets
Didn't read no books; we grew up reading standard briefs
Plenty motion, why you think the whole team listen?
Flexing jewels will get you robbed, you can never play the victim
Bitches never showed no love and that's why they don't get it back
If a net worth ain't a quarter mil, then I ain't trying to smash
About that money, I'ma keep on saying that on every track
Cause when you come from nothing, it feels gangster when you hold a stack
[Verse 4]
Burn paper, go and check the receipts
These little bums ain't made a sense
And me and them could never beef
Stay smart, never lack, and I tell them how it is
If I'm one that I show, then you know I bring the thing
Never taking no's, nah, I'm only learning from mistakes
I come from nothing, that's the truth, tell me how they gonna hate
We was stealing just to eat, fresh shoes up on my feet
Now I cop it if I wanna show it off, we from the streets
Giving game to these youngins and they listen
We ain't selling out, it's FTP, fuck the judge and fuck the system
Tell them free the team and free up all the ops
We get them sent for a meg and get them stabbed up for a shot
They be hiding on the inside, we ain't capping
Tell them get back to the kennel, stop the barking and the yapping
They be hiding on the inside
We ain't capping
Tell them get back to the kennel, stop the barking and the yapping
Ayy