New Mob

I be with the mob yeah Came up out the projects Gloc 9 them objects Drip whenever i step Got sauce like Heinz yes Niggas better catch up or get left Cut ties wit all these leeches Yea i peeped it Money in a shoe box had to keep it secret My niggas is demons They be tryna chill out Please don't give them reasons I withdrew all this money out the bank You and i are not the same I came from the mud puddles of rain Dreams of forgiato's on the range Free the real till they And it hurt i can't see em Told my brothers never leave em Chase that bag am to the pm Good gas got me leaning It be feeling like i'm dreaming when my mind race I wanna put a smile on my mom face Then cop my mom a place That's why i gotta get that bag Ain't got no time to waste And i could see it in they face It's all kinda hate it's all kinds snakes I be with the mob yeah Came up out the projects Gloc 9 them objects Drip whenever i step Got sauce like Heinz yes Niggas better catch up or get left Cut ties wit all these leeches Yea i peeped it Money in a shoe box had to keep it secret My niggas is demons They be tryna chill out Please don't give them reasons I been 10 toes down and im still with the set I'm living a real life don't compare me to chess Cuz niggas dying everyday im just stretching my breathe I could take you to the hood with the piss on the steps Fuck the work im the work i threw a brick on my neck Yeah i through a brick on my neck I'm a real nigga i aint gotta prove that im real nigga I'm 29 years old i don't ride for the thrill nigga I ride if i have to word to my tattoos I'm blessed the 9 a squeeze when we get at you I'm cuffed up i aint gotta deal with the hoes She acting stuck up like she aint make a film with the bros These niggas telling but i aint gotta expose I kept it trill with every last bump in the road That's how i feel nigga been in the game a long time And we disrespecting them tricks you call dimes If its war my bros im sliding every time We shoot 1st cuz ill be damn if they take mines I had to reflect on them hard times You know them hungry nights You know them small crimes I be with the mob yeah Came up out the projects Gloc 9 them objects Drip whenever i step Got sauce like Heinz yes Niggas better catch up or get left Cut ties wit all these leeches Yea i peeped it Money in a shoe box had to keep it secret My niggas is demons They be tryna chill out Please don't give them reasons