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Esa Mohamed
Esa Mohamed
Songwriter
Loay Ahmed
Loay Ahmed
Songwriter

Lyrics

He ain't shit he only frontin why they gas em up
Carried the city in surprised that my back ain't sore
I took a break without a break and now I'm back for more
Tennis ball me and mighty going back and forth
Take it back to basics
We were packed up in the basement
We were tryna make a statement
Took some L's it taught me patience
Tell my story on the cadence
Rocked about 100 stages
Wrote 100,000 pages
Watch us re-wire the matrix
Watch us lose it get it back and lose then get it back again
if I say it on a song I meant it no need to pretend
They want shit handed to em they be moving like some fems
If I want it then I can, if he creeping it go blam
He was creeping that's your man
Now he jelly in a jam
We got the heat you want a tan
It's getting deep you better stand
Kicking shit like Jackie Chan
I'm only friendly with the fam
They be talking crazy til they find out who I really am
When they find out they surprised in they eyes I see fear
They be saying brudda brudda yall aint nun but my peers
They was hating now they fanned out, all I see is cheers
Keep yo love where's the hate at? that's what I'm tryna hear
I say fuck what they been talking about we on another level
We been grinding for a min now we finally getting settled
It's like you finally got the bike on now they jumping on the pedals
I been thru it all I speak for scholars and the Rebels
yeah
Speak for scholars and the rebels
You ain't steppin it don't matter if yo, foot on the peddle
Better grind now before u find out,
That u running out time now, ain't no time outs
You with the wrong crowd, sign out before you get slimed out
Why he coming round to my house, got my eyes out
Who is he and why he wilding out, who he trying now
He a pussy he got 9 lives, let off 9 rounds
Make that 10 shots
Send his soul up to the pent house
Lord forgive me Ima wolf and he a dead fox
I'm moving on while they still chilling in the dead lot
Y'all stay the same I'm barely ever in the same spot
I pray you get some understanding
Until you been thru what I been thru you won't understand me
You barely feed yourself while I'm tryna feed the family
As long as they all eating I ain't worried about a Grammy
Baby Lu and Mighty Baby Lu and Mighty yea
Baby Lu and Mighty Baby Lu and Mighty yea
Baby Lu and Mighty Baby Lu and Mighty yea
Baby Lu and Mighty Baby Lu and Mighty
Written by: Esa Mohamed, Loay Ahmed
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