MF Tree (feat. Young Moeses)
Fuck it you know that we up
Like a addy
Just send me the dot
Like a addict
Got bags in a drought
Shipping them in
And we getting em out
Wrap that boy up
Like he King Tut
I'm down the street from the bluff
Say he a actor
He trying to play tough
Chopper got teeth
It's trying to eat him up
And you know that its up
Flipping that bag like a acrobat
Doctor say these niggas ain't heart
Cardiac
I aim the fye at his fitted cap
Westside baby give it all to me
He ain't jumped off the porch
Still blind from the streets
She a bad lil bitch keep her low key
Flow so dope don't O D
Truth in me
Shawty say she see the truth in me
Now usually
I don't do this shit
Cause I feel like they using me
She tell me
Put that dick in her
I'm trying not to loose my dignity
But I fall like leaves
Off these Mullah Famly Trees
Mullah Famly Trees
Mullah Famly Trees
Off these Mullah Famly Trees
Mullah Famly Trees
Yeah I'm trying to plant a seed
Grow a Mullah Famly Tree
Yeah I'm trying to plant a seed
Yehhh
Ay what you tell em foo
Swear I done seen everything
In this life I been living
Them lessons be blessing my spirit
And God just been testing my hearing
And lately his words got me testing a theory
I know this shit dope
It's be hard to deal me
So I'm giving lines
That's gone cause you some healing
Just actual facts
Thats gone strive for some feelings
Whole world on my back
Still ain't breaking or bending
New challenges sent
The last was too easy
Started humble
But the booth was too greedy
Made a savage out me
Now the beat is repeating
A serial kill
Like I'm off for the weekend
They love me
They hate me
Don't know the difference
All I know is a million
I need it quickly
Trying to live my life
Ain't no set mission
All I know is I gotta go get it
Yeehhh Yeaaahhh
Fuck it you know that we up
Like a addy
Just send me the dot
Like a addict got bags in a drought
Shipping them in
And we getting em out
Wrap that boy up
Like he King Tut
I'm down the street from the bluff
Say he a actor
He trying play tough
Chopper got teeth
It's trying to eat him up
And you know that its up
Flipping that bag like a acrobat
Doctor say these niggas ain't heart
Cardiac
I aim the fye at his fitted cap
Westside baby give it all to me
He ain't jumped off the porch
Still blind from the streets
She a bad lil bitch keep her low key
Flow so dope don't O D
Like a addy
Just send me the dot
Like a addict
Got bags in a drought
Shipping them in
And we getting em out
Wrap that boy up
Like he King Tut
I'm down the street from the bluff
Say he a actor
He trying to play tough
Chopper got teeth
It's trying to eat him up
And you know that its up
Flipping that bag like a acrobat
Doctor say these niggas ain't heart
Cardiac
I aim the fye at his fitted cap
Westside baby give it all to me
He ain't jumped off the porch
Still blind from the streets
She a bad lil bitch keep her low key
Flow so dope don't O D
Truth in me
Shawty say she see the truth in me
Now usually
I don't do this shit
Cause I feel like they using me
She tell me
Put that dick in her
I'm trying not to loose my dignity
But I fall like leaves
Off these Mullah Famly Trees
Mullah Famly Trees
Mullah Famly Trees
Off these Mullah Famly Trees
Mullah Famly Trees
Yeah I'm trying to plant a seed
Grow a Mullah Famly Tree
Yeah I'm trying to plant a seed
Yehhh
Ay what you tell em foo
Swear I done seen everything
In this life I been living
Them lessons be blessing my spirit
And God just been testing my hearing
And lately his words got me testing a theory
I know this shit dope
It's be hard to deal me
So I'm giving lines
That's gone cause you some healing
Just actual facts
Thats gone strive for some feelings
Whole world on my back
Still ain't breaking or bending
New challenges sent
The last was too easy
Started humble
But the booth was too greedy
Made a savage out me
Now the beat is repeating
A serial kill
Like I'm off for the weekend
They love me
They hate me
Don't know the difference
All I know is a million
I need it quickly
Trying to live my life
Ain't no set mission
All I know is I gotta go get it
Yeehhh Yeaaahhh
Fuck it you know that we up
Like a addy
Just send me the dot
Like a addict got bags in a drought
Shipping them in
And we getting em out
Wrap that boy up
Like he King Tut
I'm down the street from the bluff
Say he a actor
He trying play tough
Chopper got teeth
It's trying to eat him up
And you know that its up
Flipping that bag like a acrobat
Doctor say these niggas ain't heart
Cardiac
I aim the fye at his fitted cap
Westside baby give it all to me
He ain't jumped off the porch
Still blind from the streets
She a bad lil bitch keep her low key
Flow so dope don't O D
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Writer(s): Jace Porter
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