Marsh B. - Word of Mouf

You can't believe these niggas it's just word of mouth
They talkin' down on me the same one they claim they not worried bout
My heart hurting, guess it's time for me to hurt em now
Six hundred pound life nigga we never working out
They don't believe in God but they praying on my downfall
Why the fuck you think I moved the fuck away from round y'all
If I make a big play it's no mistake that I don't call
Far from a clown dog, I'm not getting slimed on
Niggas what I'm on
Got to clean out my circle please hand me the Pinesol
Dark cloud hanging over me I need a poncho
They trying to end me I'm just trying to ball like Lonzo
If it ain't about no business might as well just end the convo
I'm older now I ain't got no time for
No half assed grinding uh uh bro
Trying to get the bag pronto and feed the team like Rondo
I ain't playin no games wit these niggas
Ain't no controller ain't no console
Live it up wit us or nigga you can die slow
If we fall out it's for life no comin back, this ain't no Bronco
My heart blacker than some charcoal
Which means niggas get cooked fuckin wit my doe on my soul
Can't believe these niggas it's just word of mouth
They talkin down on me the same one they claim they not worried bout
My heart hurting guess it's time for me to hurt em now
Six hundred pound life nigga we never working out
Trying to be a friend to everybody going to drive me crazy
Niggas want a life they know I'm not accommodating
Fire mamba start to sliming if I spot a snake
How the fuck you got a problem mane I just get mine and stay out the way
Trying to get my daughters and my mama and my commas straight
Trying to get the dollar brings the drama damn near lost my faith
Some my day ones I thought was real been acting kind of fake
I'm tired of niggas sleeping on me time to knock em wide awake
The niggas that hate the most, be the ones from round the way
I got to play my cards right found out you not my ace
Regardless I'll be alright ya name don't hold no kind of weight
Seen that bullshit comin from a mile away
I was loyal while you did me any kind of way
I'm in my bag now fuck whatever they got to say
I'm on it
I don't need nobody round me nigga I'm a loner
Niggas super sick to see me back n climbing on them
Can't believe these niggas it's just word of mouth
They talkin' down on me the same one they claim they not worried bout
My heart hurting guess it's time for me to hurt them now
Six hundred pound life nigga we never working out

Written by:
Marshall Bradley III

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