Mossy B 4 Prez - Pac (Perspectivez)

Picture me rollin' like Pac bitch
They droppin' salt and player hatin'
Niggas flabby and sick
Said fuck my feelings
Copped a coupe
A couple thou on my wrist
I tried to warn you but you jumped
That's what your dumb ass get
Oh yeah
The fuck you mean
Keep it movin' nigga
Like I ain't even got no words
The fuck you doin' nigga
Yeah yeah yeah
The fuck you mean
Keep it movin' nigga
Like I ain't even got no words
The fuck you doin' nigga
Yeah yeah yeah
Picture me rollin' like Pac bitch
They droppin' salt and player hatin'
Niggas flabby and sick
Said fuck my feelings
Copped a coupe
A couple thou on my wrist
I tried to warn you but you jumped
That's what your dumb ass get

It could be a ditch on that there side of the fence
I tried to warn you but you jumped
That's what your dumb ass get
Now you slip and slidin'
I ain't daddy dollars
I ain't trickin' either
Fuck you and your people bitch
I been up out my feelings
Niggas don't even comprehend
I suggest you keep it movin'
They was player hatin' Jesus
Like boy what the fuck you doin'
Talkin' money fluent
Just so I can power up the movement
How these groupie bitches lookin'
It don't surprise me how they choosin'
A couple years ago I would have fucked 'em all
Now I don't fuckin' call
I damn near lost my mind
My bitch was on another nigga's balls
What make you think I fuck with you
I gotta drop you off
That bigger picture
The second you get richer
Niggas motives lookin' clearer
Yeah

Picture me rollin' like Pac bitch
They droppin' salt and player hatin'
Niggas flabby and sick
Said fuck my feelings
Copped a coupe
A couple thou on my wrist
I tried to warn you but you jumped
That's what your dumb ass get
Oh yeah
The fuck you mean
Keep it movin' nigga
Like I ain't even got no words
The fuck you doin' nigga
Yeah yeah yeah
The fuck you mean
Keep it movin' nigga
Like I ain't even got no words
The fuck you doin' nigga
Yeah yeah yeah
Picture me rollin' like Pac bitch
They droppin' salt and player hatin'
Niggas flabby and sick
Said fuck my feelings
Copped a coupe
A couple thou on my wrist
I tried to warn you but you jumped
That's what your dumb ass get

On the real the only thing I didn't do
Is sell my soul to keep it true
With niggas who just pull a switcheroo
When shit gets critical
They want you miserable
Subliminal
Shots they throw at you
I see the fear in you
If I was you I'd mind my fuckin' business
My resume still authentic
And no groupie type of bitch got the power
That shit is finished
Everybody plays the fool so it's cool
You found someone to choose
But what gone be the move when the devil stick a fork in you
Played both sides
All them lies and them alibis
A snake been in disguise
If they strike then it's no surprise
Had to cut my ties
Leavin' you is a win win
You taught me a lesson
On what's inside the hearts of these men

Picture me rollin' like Pac bitch
They droppin' salt and player hatin'
Niggas flabby and sick
Said fuck my feelings
Copped a coupe
A couple thou on my wrist
I tried to warn you but you jumped
That's what your dumb ass get
Oh yeah
The fuck you mean
Keep it movin' nigga
Like I ain't even got no words
The fuck you doin' nigga
Yeah yeah yeah
The fuck you mean
Keep it movin' nigga
Like I ain't even got no words
The fuck you doin' nigga
Yeah yeah yeah
Picture me rollin' like Pac bitch
They droppin' salt and player hatin'
Niggas flabby and sick
Said fuck my feelings
Copped a coupe
A couple thou on my wrist
I tried to warn you but you jumped
That's what your dumb ass get

Written by:
Keenan Bell

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