Mob Ties

High stakes like poker
Life a gamble Roll the dice
Four five six Yea my future looking bright
Used trap in the cold
I'm talking lonely nights
Lobby flow hustler ambition
You don't get it tho
I'm born to make it out
I'm on a paper route
I went to jail
I thought I wasn't
Going to make it out
Turtle with them night sticks
You better lay down
Potato on the barrel
You won't hear a sound
You thinking that's the only nigga
She fucking you a clown
My name ring bells
When I'm in your town
Try to search for me
You gonna be lost and found
Try to search for me
You gonna be lost and found
Learn how to swim nigga
Or you gonna drown
Learn how to swim nigga
Or you gonna drown
Try to search for me
You gonna be lost and found
Try to search for me
You gonna be lost and found

High stakes like poker
Life a gamble roll the dice
Four five six yea my future looking bright
Had to get it out the mud
Said I had to get it right
All these niggas hating on me
Say they not living life
See i'm sturdy in these streets
They don't want no beef
I'm certified mob ties
Yeah you know it's me
I'm certified mob ties
Yeah you know it's me
I'm certified mob ties
Yeah you know it's me

Rest in peace to my niggas that ain't here
Thall show no mercy thall show no fear
When niggas pop shit it go in and out the other ear
When bitches talk shit it's shit I don't wanna here
They call me vellz piffy cause I love getting money
In the lobby serving feens ion do dummies
Straight from brooklyn yea you know we getting money
Straight from brooklyn yea you know we getting money
Always on my grind so I never move funny
Y'all niggas looking at me see I gotta keep it on me
Ion wanna play so You know i do my thing
Ya bitch fuck with a real nigga not a lame



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Writer(s): Rickey Hill, Quintavis Grier
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