Lego Block Party - FEVER/MOB

Papers rollin up, runnin outta luck, layin in the cut
Yeah, you got me right, yeah, you kinda special
Houses burnin up, crushin in my cup, know I'm tryna fuck
Never ever cared, think I'm kinda precious
Movin like a don, worried bout my dimes, I don't make a sound
Sniffin like a hound, did you get my message
Couple bags on me, couple grams on me
'Nother round on me, share em like a blessin
She in love with my bars
The way that she been geekin she been feelin me up
Goin straight for the heart
Know that this the end, but I pretend it's the start
Way too hot to handle, got me baggin
All the gravel that her mama can do
Got some angels on the sofa, if it's pipe then I deliver
Bloody nose and rollin eyes the only things that I consider, motherfucker
Okay, I'm in the take-your-bitch business, and it's boomin
Put you underneath cement, reduce your legacy to rumor
Fuck em all until I die, I know they tryna make it sooner
Tell my bitch that if I go, she's comin with me like the Coopers
Send some shots at LBP, we guarantee you'll need some sutures
All these rappin motherfuckers don't appreciate producers
Got me mixin all these vocals, gotta clean em, need a loofa
Always tell me they be fuckin with me, should've done it sooner, motherfucker
I might- gun em in front of a crowd, you know I been runnin em down
She wanna go for a round, I know that she know what I'm bout
Steppin into your vicinity, but I ain't makin a sound
You better receive an epiphany 'fore you end up on the ground
Way too hot to handle, but it's frigid
In these streets, leave em layin in shambles
It's on your head if you're trippin, from now on my price's risen
Better keep it to yourself unless you're comin with a warrant, motherfucker
Fuck your preconceptions, bitch I'm comin out the wreckage
Dogs sniffin in the bedroom, yeah I get the message
Ain't no recollection, every night is actin reckless
The shit you're livin for could desecrate what's on your necklace
Mob shit, you go demon on that glass pipe
Mosh pit, run that circuit like some plaid mice
Never reason with the man if he don't act right
Hit em till they bleedin, yeah, yeah, you don't act nice
Mixin elicit, ain't takin no visits, you're livin a sad life
You never believe what they tell you, the feelin is better than advice
Ruined your vision pursuin a business you know is a bad vice
You losin your family better be worth it for you, it's a sad price
Know you fiendin for a sip, take another hit
You believe in all this shit, you won't ever quit
Drown in sin as you're sealin off your fate
Watch you fall into the floor, there's no way you can be saved, yeah
Pushin faux trees like I'm runnin a scandal
Twenty-two shots made her harder to handle
Dust on her teeth, ain't nothin she can't do
Sixteen years, then we light up a candle
Hold a vigil for her
She wanna marry the grave, it ain't no difference to her
She said she makin the waves, and I won't listen to em
I love the sound of the pain, and I'm addicted to it, yeah I'm addicted to it
She made me listen to it
Amphetamines make her dance, but she won't ever know it
Tomorrow start with today, we're not conflicted to it
It always ends in a haze, and I'm addicted to it, yeah I'm addicted to it
Yesterday's past got you all messed up
Sunday's best got you all dressed up
Father hold us down when we all 'fess up
He won't bear forgiveness when you flauntin all ya business
Light a sabbath spliff on Christmas, front your sister she could witness
Hate is soaking through the mention of your insolent indifference
Said your family couldn't stand it but I love it when you're wicked
You're wicked, you're wicked

Written by:
Jake Turner, McGowin Jernigan

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