The closer, Pt. 2 ft. Mahogany Brown Lyrics

When someone dies, then a baby's born When a relationship ends, then a love is

Scorned a drug habit will leave your body torn

Late calls from the morgue while mothers mourn

My lyrics never been a falsity I walked the earth cautiously

Part of me died when rap became a novelty

Talkin' boss and you're a runner It's a sin amongst brothers who survive the

Come up When the opps tryna run up, daily I wonder

When the earth ripped with thunder, will God call my number for the souls under the heavens

Because I disrespected reverend confessions of my presence

Life lessons with a message, protracted by the most high

During drive byes, sing your ass a lullaby la-la-la-la

Flyin' high on 295 to pick up a pie that was reckless, but look at my necklace

And love, I would dress it like I'm just tryna fuck

Maybe my luck with women come from my daddy's sinning

And it's just the beginning, just started my livin

Takin' trips to Atlanta, with a apple fanner Had a chick in Alabama, love my northern grandma

Used to write me in a slammer, fucked her on camera

She was livin' on campus every night Ruth Chris, not sweatin' the damages

This stunting ain't for amateurs, you can't toast with us

If you never ran with us, ten toes down in them trenches

Stashin' cane in the benches, spitting ' game to bitches

Stay away from the snitches, my pressure was at an all-time high

I was tryna get by, just all the time high sing your ass a lullaby

La-la-la-la

Flyin' high on 295 to pick up the pies but that was reckless, but look at my necklace

Baptized in the fire, I'm a rider fiend hit the work and start singin' like Mariah

Like Nitty, take me higher my bro Daymo taught me to be the supplier not the buyer

Car tires, don't let your engine stall

Tryna ball with Hall of Famers, Ronald Reagan gave us work how can they blame us? False gods and false promises

It's how they tame us, but the hustle to carry on

Until we get to the point, we don't gotta worry about the carry-on

Cause it's cold wine and carry-on Mark told me I'd be a star, but guess what

We winnin', yeah We winnin', yeah

We winnin', yeah We winnin', yeah

We winnin', yeah We winnin', yeah

We winnin', yeah we winnin', yeah

Hey, my love, my king, my everything I'm so proud of the growth that I see in you

You are amazing the sky's the limit, bae

Keep pushin' us against the world

Us against the world us against the world

Thank you for listening to Mackin' in Miami

My third installment I appreciate the support

Tell a friend Share it with a friend

We makin' music for you to vibe to, you know

We tryna change the narrative of the hip-hop and boom-boom, you know

We just keepin' it smooth, we keepin' it grown

We keepin' it sexy More projects on the way

We got that SUNY World Blue bag Collabo

Love Vs. Lust Cold Summer Nights

You know what I mean

Young Muck, man, Muck G got a project comin' up

We workin', man shout out to everybody

That contribute to the album everybody that called

Everybody that show love and show they support, man

It's to the top, man, I'm broke

We gon' do it, man It's weekend, it's doin' what it's doin', man

You know what I mean

Young Muck, man, Muck G got a project comin' up

We workin', man It's weekend, it's doin' what it's doin', man

It's weekend, it's doin' what it's doin', man