This that new b**h Mob mixtape
Shout out to pepperboy in Arkansas
Shouts out to Nas you feel me
Long nights n***as never gave a f**
Dirty a** room, no new draws
n***as mad cuz i got my way out the system
I did probation, i did ankle monitor
I did house arrest, i did 12 steps
I did drug cla**, i did counseling
I did every f**ing thing that the courts asked me
I did youth court, i paid restitution
One man with a plan it was so polluted
n***as fell off I had to bounce back
sh** change when a young n***a ghetto platinum
Used to be a robber but the game checked me
Juvinile life I cudda done 30 years
In the courtroom my momma cried 30 tears
My whole life in the hands of the f**ing jury
Juvinile felon, didn't need a weapon
Run through hood solo, people houses
Lord please forgive me, Im already cursed
n***as totin semis, obscene for the glist and glamour
Posted in the hood they pulled a shotgun on me
n***as had a mask and a orange scraper
Seen it in the eyes, uh you feel me
n***as talk that pistol talk but dont wanna die
Shotgun to the chest them boys drove off
Another day in the hood get you broke off
When you b**h Mob you don't trip off them s**as
n***a punched me, n***a robbed me but I still love ya
Tiny pants, new look but I'm still thuggin
B town boys you know that we still hustlin
Reppin Westside till my muthaf**in grave
I rep the world, all the trill n***as around the way
If you ain't real, then I tote that K
You can see the picture when you inside the frame
When I get it off, it ain't a f**ing game
Couple dudes doin life and you paid the price
Free Young Bruh, they done took his life
You can ask I ain't neva been a playa hater
n***a I got f**ing pain in my f**ing brain
Many dope fiend rentals no f**ing cane
I go anywhere n***a ask my f**in name
n***a been solid, since n***a Im solid
n***a front it, and Im smokin and Im still shoppin x2