Mossy B 4 Prez - Doubt (Ambitionz)
I'ma nip it in the bud and put a block on that ho'It ain't my fault you at the bottom
Why you stay in that hole
When that pressure gets to risin'
Niggas break and they fold
With all that petty childish shit
Can't let it stop me no more
Cuz I got the juice, I got the bag
Hit me a lick and now these niggas mad
Yeah I tried to tell these niggas I was about to show my ass
Cuz I got the juice, I got the bag
Hit me a lick and now these niggas mad
Yeah I tried to tell these niggas I was about to show my ass
Yeah
No respect for authority
Basic bitches be boring me
Elevated my way of thinkin'
So treat me like royalty
Dedicated to the mission
Don't give a fuck what a nigga got to say about me
Niggas probably jealous of their own reflection
Why the fuck would I reconcile
A lot of grown men with they hands out
Bitch pipe down
Go against the grain and see how far it get you
Ain't no type of loyalty in them
Who be raisin' these niggas
What type of principles ya'll be settin'
The standards of niggas
I don't believe the shit
Ain't no logic in them
Don't you reason with them cuz it's evil in them
But I guarantee they gone reveal they hand to you
Pay attention
All that so so shit is just a no go bitch
You slow ho' bitch
Like magic tricks
Convinced them oil and water mix
You get it
I'ma nip it in the bud and put a block on that ho'
It ain't my fault you at the bottom
Why you stay in that hole
When that pressure gets to risin'
Niggas break and they fold
With all that petty childish shit
Can't let it stop me no more
Cuz I got the juice, I got the bag
Hit me a lick and now these niggas mad
Yeah I tried to tell these niggas I was about to show my ass
Cuz I got the juice, I got the bag
Hit me a lick and now these niggas mad
Yeah I tried to tell these niggas I was about to show my ass
Yeah
Niggas gettin' bigger
Anderson Paak in this bitch
It's monumental
Change of feelings
Some immaculate shit
I guess I'm ego trippin'
Ain't no need to be stressin'
Nigga had to find direction
Jump up off that porch and may the angels bless ya
I don't even waste my energy
Can't put no thoughts in these niggas
If they ain't focused on the bread
Don't leave a crumb for these niggas
I had a couple leechin' off me but I bet they regret it
I guess that shit be fun and games until you run out of credits
I learned from Freddie G
About keepin' them fuck niggas close to me
You don't understand a nigga game plan
It's a shame man
You're a lame man
I'm the same man who made you a man
You was down bad and I carried you
I looked out
These niggas take your kindness for a weakness
Gotta peep the shit
I'ma nip it in the bud and put a block on that ho'
It ain't my fault you at the bottom
Why you stay in that hole
When that pressure gets to risin'
Niggas break and they fold
With all that petty childish shit
Can't let it stop me no more
Cuz I got the juice, I got the bag
Hit me a lick and now these niggas mad
Yeah I tried to tell these niggas I was about to show my ass
Cuz I got the juice, I got the bag
Hit me a lick and now these niggas mad
Yeah I tried to tell these niggas I was about to show my ass
Yeah
Written by:
Keenan Bell
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