P-90 Smooth - Damn Near lyrics

[Bridge: Lik Moss] OBH sh** These n***as damn near broke I'm damn near rich The Transition Let this sh** rock [Hook: Lik Moss] I'm getting money, f** a b**h Damn near They want 40 for a brick Damn near I'll make you scratch off the whip Damn near I'm half way to being rich Damn near See they want to see me down Damn near Cause they know I run the town Damn near All them other dudes clown Damn near OBH gat the crown Damn near [Verse 1: Lik Moss] I'm unbreakable, bendable, foldable Move on my own accord I'm incontrollable You get a hold of you Thinking I ain't as cold as you As soon as I get a hold of you check shot I'm folding you Head shot I'm offing him He's not a gun Moss that played ball But he's not the one Moss I play hard He's not for fun I know they're praying god or please stop my run I'm to quite I'm hot admit Look at these flies and I'm not the sh** Look at them I know they hate what I do They go hard but still don't make what I do OBH put your [...] in my crew 100% real can't fake what I do Want my spot let me state what I do I'mma eat, you can scrap the whole plate when I'm through [Hook: Lik Moss] [Verse 2: P90 Smooth] P90 P on the day and I was damn near shook They [...] dirty on I was damn near booked That body that I left It was damn near found This weed ain't Reggie but it's damn near loud Took 10 Percocet now I'm damn near fried You don't do it like me You only damn near high This work I gat is damn near raw That work you gat men it damn near low Wanna break 4 grand what it damn near cost Put it all on the block and damn near run Call a shot back up cause I'm damn near done Went to court last month now it's damn near trial My young boy getting money and I'm damn near proud Gat a gun on his waist and he's damn near wild 50 grand in a week is what I damn near make That Gucci belt you gat is damn near fake [Hook: Lik Moss] [Verse 3: Dark Lo] Dance with the devil Match on the medal Rubber band, but it's gla** on the bezzle I'm in the hood, probably smoking ciggarelos With a chick and she batted in camelos Talk loud, but you ain't gonna do sh** 4 5 fit perfect in my true fist Free Ab shirt, laying with my new kicks No, we don't f** hommie, she's just too thick Get money, damn near All k**ers, round here k** my man, I k** you Now that sound fair The kilo shape was a round square You better off trying to fight a brown bear Walk in the stoo Might smoke a pound here Catch you in the back room One down stairs If you ain't buying, why's you around here Don't you know dead bodies get found here [Hook: Lik Moss]