MOBB
I wake up in the morning
Check my phone and hit the kitchen
Niggas say they trappin'
I don't think they know the definition
That's a ARP
This stick here got some definition
Spray too many bullets
So, when we slide, we ain't missing
Just left from NYC with Top
Riding round high as f*ck
Boy don't run up on this truck
You might die running up
F*ck my rivals
Let these rifles speak to em
Bury a wanna be gangsta
He a seed to us
They say "all you make is gangsta and dope fiend music"
You don't know me bitch
Shit, my life a gangsta movie
Wake up in the morning
Today Scarface theme music
Shit you laugh at
I don't even think amusing
Different mindset
I ain't no chess player
But I can tell where your mind at
I don't do no leeching off no nigga
Where your grind at?
You ain't even in that Yapp
And where you find jack
I heard a nigga killed his homie
He ain't slide yet
I know his opps
Shit, ain't none of them niggas died yet
Don't make me go and test his blood
Like a diabetic
Ain't no "Oh my God"
Hell, yeah, I said that
So many death threats
Nigga, I ain't dead yet
So many shootouts
Nigga I ain't dead yet
So many leg shots
Nigga I ain't dead yet
For every nigga claiming fame
I got 100 shots
We going turn they neighborhood into a haunted house
MOBB