MOB'NEM Lyrics

I'm gon get it out the mud like early bird does

These bitches can't tell me nun

Calling her birds eye view cuz she top me up

Eye contact when I'm down under

Brain on nerd IQ like Ivy Schools

Someone tell Harvard get her number

If you want a shirt, buy two

It's the burbrat drip, but Barnett my real slum

You could be five deep and I won't budge

This won't be the first time I got jumped

It won't be the worst time that's fasho

I ain't never flinch when I been around guns

I'm not one to panic until I see fire

The calm before the storm and shit

One of the homies was behind the door

We got our best four and we forced it in

When it come to the dawgs ain't no man left behind

I was down in the dumps on a Wednesday night

Under an overpass

Puke on my shirt and pants

My brothers found me

And got me alright

I remember when the bro had to fight

And we gathered outside

The whole mob by his side

Then Ottawa County was nosy like sinuses

We had to slide to my crib, duck a fine

We used to do shit like that all the time

We still do the same when we line up the schedule

Get MOBSTOCK if the stars align

This ain't a starting lineup

We stopped the counting at nine

I spot all the lames in the party

I got a hawk eye

I got the nawf by my side

All my brothers gon ride

We all pick sides

In the dirty dale

We got war stories

Got battle scars

From the four stories

From the Alpine to the Lodge

From ducking and dodging all of them blue boys

See a crowd try not to be paranoid

See a flash and end up in polaroids

With somebody's mans who was mad annoying

On somebody gram who think they important

In the dirty dale

We got war stories

Got battle scars

From the four stories

From the Alpine to the Lodge

From ducking and dodging all of them blue boys

See a crowd try not to be paranoid

See a flash and end up in polaroids

With somebody's mans who was mad annoying

On somebody gram who think they important

Everyone thinking they rappers, influencers

Models, photographers

Man just be honest man

You is not cut from this cloth, get a laundromat

That is the only time you get a clothing line

You be hoping that this shit work out overnight

I been dreaming of this shit since 09'

You been posting all your hard work online

Daily stories bout how you move in silence

That shit corny dawg, that shit juvenile

Dropping locations, that sound suicidal

Ion do that shit, ion live that life

I ain't proving points, money on my mind

Ion needa flex, ion needa boast

Ion needa post all my info

Less it's for a show or a new song

Party shit old, I ain't got time

In the dirty dale

We got war stories

Got battle scars

From the four stories

From the Alpine to the Lodge

From ducking and dodging all of them blue boys

See a crowd try not to be paranoid

See a flash and end up in polaroids

With somebody's mans who was mad annoying

On somebody gram who think they important

In the dirty dale

We got war stories

Got battle scars

From the four stories

From the Alpine to the Lodge

From ducking and dodging all of them blue boys

See a crowd try not to be paranoid

See a flash and end up in polaroids

With somebody's mans who was mad annoying

On somebody gram who think they important

I'm gon get it out the mud like early bird does

These bitches can't tell me nun

Calling her birds eye view cuz she top me up

Eye contact when I'm down under

Brain on nerd IQ like Ivy Schools

Someone tell Harvard get her number

If you want a shirt, buy two

It's the burbrat drip, but Barnett my real slum