MØL - Trouble (feat. Mr. J1S & Bob Bush) Lyrics

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Fall back
Cus you know you in trouble
Nowhere to go yo you know you in trouble
Spit with no flow yo you know you in trouble
Gotta lay low cus you know you in trouble
Fall back
Cus you know you in trouble
Nowhere to go yo you know you in trouble
Spit with no flow yo you know you in trouble
Gotta lay low cus you know you in trouble
Fall back or fall in it nigga 516
And if niggas want smoke I'm a light yo spliff
Better hide yo bitch
If she find me first
On my best day it just might be yo worse
I'm on a level you never been where no middle men meddle in
Why settle down I got me a new bitch I can settle in
When I pick up the pen again
Got em shaking like gelatin
Fresh to death
You ain't even as fly as my skeleton
Can't harm me hater
I'm a marquee player
One on one from the wing you can't guard me there
All eyes on me with you they hardly stare
Beef with one us I guarantee we'll all be there
Don't sleep on the team
Better wake up dummy
I go to bed fly
Yall niggas wake up bummy
They like my devilish smile one hell of a grin
And money talks so don't make me tell em again
Fall back
Cus you know you in trouble
Nowhere to go yo you know you in trouble
Spit with no flow yo you know you in trouble
Gotta lay low cus you know you in trouble
Fall back
Cus you know you in trouble
Nowhere to go yo you know you in trouble
Spit with no flow yo you know you in trouble
Gotta lay low cus you know you in trouble
I rep the 516 to the 212 (Okay)
From the west side of Harlem baby we don't lose (Okay)
From the north side of Baldwin we ain't have no rules (No)
I was shinin' on the island trying to snatch my jewels
These niggas hurt
And I already measured up the work (Work)
Got em twerking out the pot (Pot)
Then I'm plotting for your turf
From the dirt oh little class flowers on my shirt
Silver spoon nickel plated like you seen my lady purse
To proud f*ck a proud boy
Bust you in the brow
Getting loud you ain't wild boy
Let me show you how chop em down
Oh smoking loud gassing my cloud (Ha)
Move a pound lose a little weight re up out of town
What I know about it (What I know about it)
You can tell by how I go about it
Never doubt it never for the clock or where revolve around us (Yeah)
Still call my brothers sons
Still gunning for that number 1 at the top let my brothers come
Fall back
Cus you know you in trouble
Nowhere to go yo you know you in trouble
Spit with no flow yo you know you in trouble
Gotta lay low cus you know you in trouble
Fall back
Cus you know you in trouble
Nowhere to go yo you know you in trouble (Yeah)
Spit with no flow yo you know you in trouble
Gotta lay low cus you know you in trouble (Y'all in trouble man)
First they wanna love you (Uh huh)
And then they wanna hate you (Uh huh)
Crooked like the letter S not caring what escapes you (Woo)
Patience no virtue
Not caring what hurts you (Uh huh)
Dance the line with arrogance I do me and desert you (Desert you)
Got the wrong one
Yo you think that I'm running bruh (Uh Uh)
Posing as a bounty killer guess whose the sufferer (Yes)
Be a better person
Dead that no hesitating (Uh huh)
I'm digging the high
But the low road is so liberating (Woo)
F*ck you bitches Ivory steady getting paper (Paper)
Just another normal dude destructive by nature (This is me)
I keep it real
I love that Im a spitter
Wont see where I come from can't track how I deliver (Uh uh)
Try to stunt on the kid
Yo that shit don't amuse me (Uh uh)
Hate is like medicine
That shit really fuels me (Yeah)
Cus you at the top think its cool to overlook me
Lions be kings of the jungle but still big pussies (Still big pussies nigga)
Fall back
Cus you know you in trouble
Nowhere to go yo you know you in trouble
Spit with no flow yo you know you in trouble
Gotta lay low cus you know you in trouble
Fall back
Cus you know you in trouble
Nowhere to go yo you know you in trouble
Spit with no flow yo you know you in trouble
Gotta lay low cus you know you in trouble