They tell me that I need to watch my mouth, watch what's coming out
But how am I supposed to filter, only real shit coming out
They say I'm casting out like Kanye, long as they know that I'm here to stay
Gotta make them believe that I am everything that they said that I couldn't be
Lion in a world of sheep,
No lil' Bo Peep, just a boy crying wolf cause we tryna eat
And we gon' feast, I don't give a f*ck what you think of me
It's a dog eat dog world, you pedigree
Better be about your bread if you talk to me
I'm relentless with the pressure, just wait and see
I got better shit to do, my time ain't free
I'm a dog, off the leash, that rare female beast
Thought they buried me alive, but I'm coming up, revived
Let them know that I've arrived, on GO
Every stone that used to throw, I'm finna use to build my throne
I'm so untouchable, they so uncomfortable
They say I act entitled, that was just how I was raised
Never settle for less, make sure I always get paid
F*ck what them haters say, do my shit my own way
Daddy told me how to spot them lames and run a good game
Yeah, I'm finna do the motherf*ckin' most
Shouts-out to the motherf*ckin' West Coast
They say Rydah slow down, I said hell no
I need my own lane, cause they riding too slow
Cause everything I do, I gotta do the f*ckin' most
I been an underdog, so they comin' like a ghost
Picture me in Vegas on the same strip, Pac got killed
Headed to the MGM with a few grands on my hip
What happens here, stays here, that's the code
So don't trip on me when I'm doing the most
I'm bout to do the most, yeah man, I'm bout to do the most
Hell ain't sweet, so ain't no need for a coat
Glass up, it's a toast, real niggas don't boast
Where the dope, man, I'm bout to do the most
Yeah, man, I'm bout to do the most
Yeah, I'm bout to do the most
Yeah, man, I'm bout to do the most
Never saw that it'll come to this
My luck I'm f*cked up with the wrong bitch
Black and mild in my mouth while I talk
I feel like I'm on some Capone shit
Don't get it twisted, bitch, I'm SBM
Matter of fact, bitch, I'm the CEO
I f*ck with YGM, K2K, and a few more
So many letters, I can spell a hoe
Deep sea diving in yo bitch, AYYYE
Just because she like the way I talk
I thought that bitch was tryna get a name
She said she SBM, all she said, nigga, break me off
Moral of the story, hush ya mouth
Niggas crocodiles, but niggas I know gun 'em down
If money is the issue, check my pockets, nigga
We big boy ridin', ass Crocket, nigga
Grams in the owl, got me up 24 hours
Mind thinking money is power
The sleepers are dreamers and dreamers are cowards
They die off like flowers, I'm heat in the desert
No snake can withstand
I'm gone make noise like, hey, hey
F*ck what you say, ayy
I'm in your face when I'm in the place
No gun in my waist, but, ayy
Picture me in Vegas on the same strip, Pac got killed
Headed to the MGM with a few grands on my hip
What happens here, stays here, that's the code
So don't trip on me when I'm doing the most
I'm bout to do the most, yeah man, I'm bout to do the most
Hell ain't sweet, so ain't no need for a coat
Glass up, it's a toast, real niggas don't boast
Where the dope, man, I'm bout to do the most
Crazy, wait till it's dark to see who really with ya
Surrounded by the pitch black, I see the bigger picture
Hide the silence, know the truth, no one's around to hear ya
If I die today, take her respect with her
Take her name down, hoes drop like rain sounds
I f*ck with them niggas, you don't hang around
All my niggas speak the truth, SBM, we salute
Money coming like it's new, don't pick up the phone
We only talk the Bluetooth,
Cash coming on my line bumping on the Bluetooth,
New roof, let it back, let the light in
New bitches talk shit, get they lights dim
I guess the way I work ain't cut out for most of these niggas
Pillow talking make me wanna come and burn a nigga
I'm just too real, he don't understand the life I'm living
Too much disrespect, I walk up, slap you with my pistol
Go green all on my shit, recycle all you bitches
The coupe so clean, the grass so green
My bitch so mean, Lil Thug Supreme, on my machine
We chasing dreams with green beams, you get the theme
SBM, we gone ride till the wheels fall off
Thank you in advance for making this your theme song
SBM, we gone ride till the wheels fall off
Thank you in advance for making this your theme song
Picture me in Vegas on the same strip, Pac got killed
Headed to the MGM with a few grands on my hip
What happens here, stays here, that's the code
So don't trip on me when I'm doing the most
I'm bout to do the most, yeah man, I'm bout to do the most
Hell ain't sweet, so ain't no need for a coat
Glass up, it's a toast, real niggas don't boast
Where the dope, man, I'm bout to do the most
I'm bout to do the most
The Most (feat. Dejaveli & Hipp #SBM) Video (MV)
Performed By: Mook Dook
Language: English
Length: 5:12
Written by: Mook Dook, Israel Branch, Myria Hunter
Mook Dook - The Most (feat. Dejaveli & Hipp #SBM) Lyrics
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They tell me that I need to watch my mouth, watch what's coming out
But how am I supposed to filter, only real shit coming out
They say I'm casting out like Kanye, long as they know that I'm here to stay
Gotta make them believe that I am everything that they said that I couldn't be
Lion in a world of sheep,
No lil' Bo Peep, just a boy crying wolf cause we tryna eat
And we gon' feast, I don't give a f*ck what you think of me
It's a dog eat dog world, you pedigree
Better be about your bread if you talk to me
I'm relentless with the pressure, just wait and see
I got better shit to do, my time ain't free
I'm a dog, off the leash, that rare female beast
Thought they buried me alive, but I'm coming up, revived
Let them know that I've arrived, on GO
Every stone that used to throw, I'm finna use to build my throne
I'm so untouchable, they so uncomfortable
They say I act entitled, that was just how I was raised
Never settle for less, make sure I always get paid
F*ck what them haters say, do my shit my own way
Daddy told me how to spot them lames and run a good game
Yeah, I'm finna do the motherf*ckin' most
Shouts-out to the motherf*ckin' West Coast
They say Rydah slow down, I said hell no
I need my own lane, cause they riding too slow
Cause everything I do, I gotta do the f*ckin' most
I been an underdog, so they comin' like a ghost
Picture me in Vegas on the same strip, Pac got killed
Headed to the MGM with a few grands on my hip
What happens here, stays here, that's the code
So don't trip on me when I'm doing the most
I'm bout to do the most, yeah man, I'm bout to do the most
Hell ain't sweet, so ain't no need for a coat
Glass up, it's a toast, real niggas don't boast
Where the dope, man, I'm bout to do the most
Yeah, man, I'm bout to do the most
Yeah, I'm bout to do the most
Yeah, man, I'm bout to do the most
Never saw that it'll come to this
My luck I'm f*cked up with the wrong bitch
Black and mild in my mouth while I talk
I feel like I'm on some Capone shit
Don't get it twisted, bitch, I'm SBM
Matter of fact, bitch, I'm the CEO
I f*ck with YGM, K2K, and a few more
So many letters, I can spell a hoe
Deep sea diving in yo bitch, AYYYE
Just because she like the way I talk
I thought that bitch was tryna get a name
She said she SBM, all she said, nigga, break me off
Moral of the story, hush ya mouth
Niggas crocodiles, but niggas I know gun 'em down
If money is the issue, check my pockets, nigga
We big boy ridin', ass Crocket, nigga
Grams in the owl, got me up 24 hours
Mind thinking money is power
The sleepers are dreamers and dreamers are cowards
They die off like flowers, I'm heat in the desert
No snake can withstand
I'm gone make noise like, hey, hey
F*ck what you say, ayy
I'm in your face when I'm in the place
No gun in my waist, but, ayy
Picture me in Vegas on the same strip, Pac got killed
Headed to the MGM with a few grands on my hip
What happens here, stays here, that's the code
So don't trip on me when I'm doing the most
I'm bout to do the most, yeah man, I'm bout to do the most
Hell ain't sweet, so ain't no need for a coat
Glass up, it's a toast, real niggas don't boast
Where the dope, man, I'm bout to do the most
Crazy, wait till it's dark to see who really with ya
Surrounded by the pitch black, I see the bigger picture
Hide the silence, know the truth, no one's around to hear ya
If I die today, take her respect with her
Take her name down, hoes drop like rain sounds
I f*ck with them niggas, you don't hang around
All my niggas speak the truth, SBM, we salute
Money coming like it's new, don't pick up the phone
We only talk the Bluetooth,
Cash coming on my line bumping on the Bluetooth,
New roof, let it back, let the light in
New bitches talk shit, get they lights dim
I guess the way I work ain't cut out for most of these niggas
Pillow talking make me wanna come and burn a nigga
I'm just too real, he don't understand the life I'm living
Too much disrespect, I walk up, slap you with my pistol
Go green all on my shit, recycle all you bitches
The coupe so clean, the grass so green
My bitch so mean, Lil Thug Supreme, on my machine
We chasing dreams with green beams, you get the theme
SBM, we gone ride till the wheels fall off
Thank you in advance for making this your theme song
SBM, we gone ride till the wheels fall off
Thank you in advance for making this your theme song
Picture me in Vegas on the same strip, Pac got killed
Headed to the MGM with a few grands on my hip
What happens here, stays here, that's the code
So don't trip on me when I'm doing the most
I'm bout to do the most, yeah man, I'm bout to do the most
Hell ain't sweet, so ain't no need for a coat
Glass up, it's a toast, real niggas don't boast
Where the dope, man, I'm bout to do the most
I'm bout to do the most
But how am I supposed to filter, only real shit coming out
They say I'm casting out like Kanye, long as they know that I'm here to stay
Gotta make them believe that I am everything that they said that I couldn't be
Lion in a world of sheep,
No lil' Bo Peep, just a boy crying wolf cause we tryna eat
And we gon' feast, I don't give a f*ck what you think of me
It's a dog eat dog world, you pedigree
Better be about your bread if you talk to me
I'm relentless with the pressure, just wait and see
I got better shit to do, my time ain't free
I'm a dog, off the leash, that rare female beast
Thought they buried me alive, but I'm coming up, revived
Let them know that I've arrived, on GO
Every stone that used to throw, I'm finna use to build my throne
I'm so untouchable, they so uncomfortable
They say I act entitled, that was just how I was raised
Never settle for less, make sure I always get paid
F*ck what them haters say, do my shit my own way
Daddy told me how to spot them lames and run a good game
Yeah, I'm finna do the motherf*ckin' most
Shouts-out to the motherf*ckin' West Coast
They say Rydah slow down, I said hell no
I need my own lane, cause they riding too slow
Cause everything I do, I gotta do the f*ckin' most
I been an underdog, so they comin' like a ghost
Picture me in Vegas on the same strip, Pac got killed
Headed to the MGM with a few grands on my hip
What happens here, stays here, that's the code
So don't trip on me when I'm doing the most
I'm bout to do the most, yeah man, I'm bout to do the most
Hell ain't sweet, so ain't no need for a coat
Glass up, it's a toast, real niggas don't boast
Where the dope, man, I'm bout to do the most
Yeah, man, I'm bout to do the most
Yeah, I'm bout to do the most
Yeah, man, I'm bout to do the most
Never saw that it'll come to this
My luck I'm f*cked up with the wrong bitch
Black and mild in my mouth while I talk
I feel like I'm on some Capone shit
Don't get it twisted, bitch, I'm SBM
Matter of fact, bitch, I'm the CEO
I f*ck with YGM, K2K, and a few more
So many letters, I can spell a hoe
Deep sea diving in yo bitch, AYYYE
Just because she like the way I talk
I thought that bitch was tryna get a name
She said she SBM, all she said, nigga, break me off
Moral of the story, hush ya mouth
Niggas crocodiles, but niggas I know gun 'em down
If money is the issue, check my pockets, nigga
We big boy ridin', ass Crocket, nigga
Grams in the owl, got me up 24 hours
Mind thinking money is power
The sleepers are dreamers and dreamers are cowards
They die off like flowers, I'm heat in the desert
No snake can withstand
I'm gone make noise like, hey, hey
F*ck what you say, ayy
I'm in your face when I'm in the place
No gun in my waist, but, ayy
Picture me in Vegas on the same strip, Pac got killed
Headed to the MGM with a few grands on my hip
What happens here, stays here, that's the code
So don't trip on me when I'm doing the most
I'm bout to do the most, yeah man, I'm bout to do the most
Hell ain't sweet, so ain't no need for a coat
Glass up, it's a toast, real niggas don't boast
Where the dope, man, I'm bout to do the most
Crazy, wait till it's dark to see who really with ya
Surrounded by the pitch black, I see the bigger picture
Hide the silence, know the truth, no one's around to hear ya
If I die today, take her respect with her
Take her name down, hoes drop like rain sounds
I f*ck with them niggas, you don't hang around
All my niggas speak the truth, SBM, we salute
Money coming like it's new, don't pick up the phone
We only talk the Bluetooth,
Cash coming on my line bumping on the Bluetooth,
New roof, let it back, let the light in
New bitches talk shit, get they lights dim
I guess the way I work ain't cut out for most of these niggas
Pillow talking make me wanna come and burn a nigga
I'm just too real, he don't understand the life I'm living
Too much disrespect, I walk up, slap you with my pistol
Go green all on my shit, recycle all you bitches
The coupe so clean, the grass so green
My bitch so mean, Lil Thug Supreme, on my machine
We chasing dreams with green beams, you get the theme
SBM, we gone ride till the wheels fall off
Thank you in advance for making this your theme song
SBM, we gone ride till the wheels fall off
Thank you in advance for making this your theme song
Picture me in Vegas on the same strip, Pac got killed
Headed to the MGM with a few grands on my hip
What happens here, stays here, that's the code
So don't trip on me when I'm doing the most
I'm bout to do the most, yeah man, I'm bout to do the most
Hell ain't sweet, so ain't no need for a coat
Glass up, it's a toast, real niggas don't boast
Where the dope, man, I'm bout to do the most
I'm bout to do the most
Writer: Mook Dook, Israel Branch, Myria Hunter
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid