Mook In New Mexico
Fuck a penny for your thoughts nigga anyhow
I just called my nigga Rahim brought the Henny out
Got them things in the Kool-Aid in this mo'fucker
Like a gang of Gorillas in this mo'fucker
That's a closed book
When she with me got your bitch open
And she gon' give more when she with me got your bitch smoking
Be alert, be alert, Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
Be alert, be alert, Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
That's a closed book
When she with me got your bitch open
And she gon' give more when she with me got your bitch smoking
Be alert, be alert, Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
Be alert, be alert, Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
No tats but my passport got plenty
I board flights and I ask do you got Henny
And she say, Courvoisier
I say fuck it I would like plenty
How many of these nights do I got in me
Couldn't really tell blind everyday same time
Picture every face drawn on got on a for sale sign
Me I gotta stay sharp, can't afford a stale mind
See, I'm bout my bread motherfucker and I can't afford a stale mind
My city grimy that Rollie shiny, well you can't afford to tell time
And they gotta take squats on the jail time
'Cause nobody got guap for the bail bonds
And they had to get street 'cause college ain't cheap
And mamma gon' eat, if we gotta pop heat so be it
Puttin' in work so be it
And that shit work you see it
Put your latest work in a hearse and I send it to the dirt
Little nigga that's where your CD is, CC em
Oh, put 'em on alert, me I make art 'cause it's from the heart
Love me til I'm gone when I die you gonna have to hear the fuckin' museum to see it, Bas
That's a closed book
When she with me got your bitch open
And she gon' give more when she with me got your bitch smoking
Be alert, be alert, Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
Be alert, be alert, Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
Yeah, you know the models on the coupe
But you don't even know what's in your food
Nigga Google it, be alert, be alert
Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
Put your young ass in debt
Now they got hands on your handsome check
You in check nigga, be alert
Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
Cheap cash in VD's and passing 'em off like TD's and you knee-deep
Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
Yeah, whole country at war
You ain't even know what for 'cause we only want more
Be alert, be alert, Be alert, be alert, be alert
(Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert)
(Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert)
(Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert)
I just called my nigga Rahim brought the Henny out
Got them things in the Kool-Aid in this mo'fucker
Like a gang of Gorillas in this mo'fucker
That's a closed book
When she with me got your bitch open
And she gon' give more when she with me got your bitch smoking
Be alert, be alert, Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
Be alert, be alert, Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
That's a closed book
When she with me got your bitch open
And she gon' give more when she with me got your bitch smoking
Be alert, be alert, Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
Be alert, be alert, Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
No tats but my passport got plenty
I board flights and I ask do you got Henny
And she say, Courvoisier
I say fuck it I would like plenty
How many of these nights do I got in me
Couldn't really tell blind everyday same time
Picture every face drawn on got on a for sale sign
Me I gotta stay sharp, can't afford a stale mind
See, I'm bout my bread motherfucker and I can't afford a stale mind
My city grimy that Rollie shiny, well you can't afford to tell time
And they gotta take squats on the jail time
'Cause nobody got guap for the bail bonds
And they had to get street 'cause college ain't cheap
And mamma gon' eat, if we gotta pop heat so be it
Puttin' in work so be it
And that shit work you see it
Put your latest work in a hearse and I send it to the dirt
Little nigga that's where your CD is, CC em
Oh, put 'em on alert, me I make art 'cause it's from the heart
Love me til I'm gone when I die you gonna have to hear the fuckin' museum to see it, Bas
That's a closed book
When she with me got your bitch open
And she gon' give more when she with me got your bitch smoking
Be alert, be alert, Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
Be alert, be alert, Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
Yeah, you know the models on the coupe
But you don't even know what's in your food
Nigga Google it, be alert, be alert
Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
Put your young ass in debt
Now they got hands on your handsome check
You in check nigga, be alert
Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
Cheap cash in VD's and passing 'em off like TD's and you knee-deep
Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert
Yeah, whole country at war
You ain't even know what for 'cause we only want more
Be alert, be alert, Be alert, be alert, be alert
(Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert)
(Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert)
(Be alert, be alert, be alert, be alert)
Credits
Writer(s): Abbas Hamad, Ronald Eugene Gilmore, Oussama Ali Gabir
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