Mental Instruments - About No One lyrics

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Mental Instruments - About No One lyrics

[Hook] Speeding down the road, hogging all of the highway Breaking all of the rules, homie, we'll do it my way Throwing up your set and where you from ‘Cause we ain't never really give a f** about no one Speeding down the road, hogging all of the highway Breaking all of the rules, homie, we'll do it my way Throwing up your set and where you from ‘Cause we ain't never really give a f** about no one [Verse 1: Emilio Rojas] I tell 'em that envy's a dangerous emotion, they hoping I'm blowing Like they helped me get to places I've been going Got a chip up on my shoulder, I'm holding all of them accountable When you at the bottom, ain't nobody hanging round but you It's a croc, they say they give you a lot But then they gon' get it twisted they sipping on they Siroc But if Diddy did to Biggie what Diddy did to the Lox When Diddy was sitting pretty while Biggie was in a box Boy, y'all fronting, you stupid and y'all stunting You f**ers ain't k**ing nothing, you're broke and funerals cost money Jaws running, I love it when I get mentioned I'm an a**hole, stupid, I love it when there's tension I thrive in it, she begged me to let it drive her A drunk a**, blowing on it like a breathalyzer I had to get it, you mad that I'm apathetic Baby, I ain't feeling nothing, my life is an anesthetic, c'mon [Hook] [Verse 2: Emilio Rojas] My phone ringing and then I'm hitting ignore You talk slick just when I'm hitting the floor That's your chick? You bet I'm hitting it raw And in a minute I finish with it, I'm gonna hit it some more I'm borrowing and returning tomorrow then I be switching 'em like they politicians in Parliament Tripping until they twitching, they sipping and swallow gin But I keep a p**y wet enough to drown my sorrows in I'm followed by that black cloud so long That I took the silver lining and pawned it, now I'm off it It wasn't long ago they were acting like they beyond it Now they sleeping on you but all they favors exhausted I lost women a lot of you would have paid to met Fighting when we f**ing and I touch 'em, it's make up s** Ain't no breaking bread, I ain't leaving crumbs That's if you hungry and numb, then I ain't giving a f**, c'mon [Hook]