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Mowgs - Literally Lyrics



Mowgs - Literally Lyrics
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I know these niggas never thought that I would make it far
Sendin' Bizzies up and down the end, we gotta change the car
But I've been pullin' strings for years, it's crazy I don't play guitar
Bros who goin' country told 'em, "Watch out for the ANPR"
Nigga, I wasn't aimin' at you, but if the shoe fits
Dawg, I'm paranoid about the sale, I'm doin' two trips
Told my nigga, "You get money, stop blowin' on new drip"
Boy knows we good 'cah we paid racks for some new sticks
Live your life, and don't live for likes
Broski ain't got tints up on the whip, they caught him at the lights
My lil' nigga got a car 'cah he ain't tryna fight
After I sell these last packs, I'm tryna catch a flight
They hatin', but they not us, 'cah G are bossed up
Bought this one for free 'cah I paid more than a lot, bruv
Don't ask me what I paid 'cah it cost more than a lot, cuz
These niggas say they with me, I mean it's cool, but it's not love
But f*ck jail, man, that cage is for the birds
I'm from the Birch, but I'm trappin' like them niggas from the hearse
Man, I see you niggas tryin', I hope it works
My plug don't trust me, I'm payin' packs for the work
I cut the brown tape, it's all about flake
So much crack up in the room, I swear it make the ground shake
Time I used to - to bag my food
Had packs at - when a man was up in jail too
You niggas never been outside, niggas comin' through the door
Only time I feel alive is when the niggas come to score
You niggas know the score, get money or be poor
Man, it burns me when I see shit that I can't afford
So why you think I grind for? Why you think I built a line for?
'Cah I was born broke, and I wasn't tryna die poor
To get rich or die tryin' like I'm 50 Cent
Literally, literally, I'm hated by many men
Says she sees the good in me, but I don't know what she sees
'Cah my heart's black, it turned me cold f*ckin' with the streets
Where I'm from, you don't break bread, then they break bonds
My nigga come through shootin' out the Supra like he's James Bond
Call the man the Harry, 'cah they back it and just wave wands
You don't the pain tellin' your dawg's mum to stay strong
Times I had to save myself, I was tryna make it out
You know it's a blessing when you make it home safe and sound
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I know these niggas never thought that I would make it far
Sendin' Bizzies up and down the end, we gotta change the car
But I've been pullin' strings for years, it's crazy I don't play guitar
Bros who goin' country told 'em, "Watch out for the ANPR"
Nigga, I wasn't aimin' at you, but if the shoe fits
Dawg, I'm paranoid about the sale, I'm doin' two trips
Told my nigga, "You get money, stop blowin' on new drip"
Boy knows we good 'cah we paid racks for some new sticks
Live your life, and don't live for likes
Broski ain't got tints up on the whip, they caught him at the lights
My lil' nigga got a car 'cah he ain't tryna fight
After I sell these last packs, I'm tryna catch a flight
They hatin', but they not us, 'cah G are bossed up
Bought this one for free 'cah I paid more than a lot, bruv
Don't ask me what I paid 'cah it cost more than a lot, cuz
These niggas say they with me, I mean it's cool, but it's not love
But f*ck jail, man, that cage is for the birds
I'm from the Birch, but I'm trappin' like them niggas from the hearse
Man, I see you niggas tryin', I hope it works
My plug don't trust me, I'm payin' packs for the work
I cut the brown tape, it's all about flake
So much crack up in the room, I swear it make the ground shake
Time I used to - to bag my food
Had packs at - when a man was up in jail too
You niggas never been outside, niggas comin' through the door
Only time I feel alive is when the niggas come to score
You niggas know the score, get money or be poor
Man, it burns me when I see shit that I can't afford
So why you think I grind for? Why you think I built a line for?
'Cah I was born broke, and I wasn't tryna die poor
To get rich or die tryin' like I'm 50 Cent
Literally, literally, I'm hated by many men
Says she sees the good in me, but I don't know what she sees
'Cah my heart's black, it turned me cold f*ckin' with the streets
Where I'm from, you don't break bread, then they break bonds
My nigga come through shootin' out the Supra like he's James Bond
Call the man the Harry, 'cah they back it and just wave wands
You don't the pain tellin' your dawg's mum to stay strong
Times I had to save myself, I was tryna make it out
You know it's a blessing when you make it home safe and sound
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Writer: Muadh Badley
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Peermusic Publishing

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Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Muadh Badley

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