MB3 Brown - Blue Jays

And I'm coming back to take what's mine
And I been in my bag, okay
Making them mad, okay
I want plaques on plaques one day
And this world gonna know my name
Lord knows I been working on the pavement
Don't ask, I done ran out of favors, and you can't change it
Them boys tryna find a new wave
I been outside all work, no sleep, and I'm still out here making new plays
My dogs caught word that I'm flying with the birds, and I'm still out here with the blue jays
Can't make no sense if you don't want change
Pray to God that He take it out the house
On God, I'ma show what I'm about
Took my break, now I'm locked in
Can't hang 'cause them boys not bout it
Stay profiling, Ric Flair drip on the scene 'cause the boys know I get stylish
I'm just toxic, baby don't text my phone 'cause you know I'm prolly out here wilding
Been John Stockton, making big plays for the team 'cause the boys know I got options
I wanna cop, one of them brand new drops
And I pray my work do well
Yeah, he talk to God
But when he outside, MB3 come alive, and he got raise hell
Treat these bars like I'm locked in a cell
20 plus years, I ain't got no bail
I can't fail, them boys followed my lead cause I walked, and they followed my trail
And I been on go
And I'm coming back to take what's mine
And I been in my bag, okay
Making them mad, okay
I want plaques on plaques one day
And this world gonna know my name
Lord knows I been working on the pavement
Don't ask, I done ran out of favors, and you can't change it
Them boys tryna find a new wave
I been outside all work, no sleep, and I'm still out here making new plays
My dogs caught word that I'm flying with the birds, and I'm still out here with the blue jays
Can't make no sense if you don't want change
Pray to God that He take it out the house
On God, I'ma show what I'm about
Who am I to say who live or who die trying?
I'm on top, and the boy keep flying
Cole Young Simba, but I been the lion
I'm the one whose taking triumph, I'm the one whose next in line
It's about damn time, I gotta take what's mine
Like why we talking about practice?
You don't even need a light when the whole city got your shine
Prime time Deon, I tell the hating folks begone
And I'm coming back to take what's mine
And I been in my bag, okay
Making them mad, okay
I want plaques on plaques one day
And this world gonna know my name
Lord knows I been working on the pavement
Don't ask, I done ran out of favors, and you can't change it
Them boys tryna find a new wave
I been outside all work, no sleep, and I'm still out here making new plays
My dogs caught word that I'm flying with the birds, and I'm still out here with the blue jays
Can't make no sense if you don't want change
Pray to God that He take it out the house
On God, I'ma show what I'm about

Written by:
Mitchell Brown III

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