Testo PRESS PLAY - Mozzy
Testo della canzone PRESS PLAY (Mozzy), tratta dall'album INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS
Yeah, I feel as if I did everything I was 'posed to do
Played the backseat on every skit that was assigned to me
I ain't never told, accidentally told, or dry snitched
Threw a hundred-dollar yups to the gang members whether
They crammed it or not (Let the beat ride out, Ju)
Naturally a real one (Go crazy, Day1)
You can't overlook the gangster shit I did for the team
If Lil' Nick and Snubbs was free, they'd be bigger than me
I overfill my cup with meds when I be sick of these streets
Girly faces, livin' lovely, pops ain't missin' a beat
Seen the Forgis on the siren, now the bitch wanna link
We dependеd confiscators, that bitch missin' a link
Run up a couple millionas, thеn you rinse and repeat
But who I'm 'posed to spend it with if all my killers deceased?
It never worked out in my favor, I can't build with a leech
Instead of name droppin' plugs, keep your dealers discreet
The only option in the trenches, overkill or retreat
He on appeal for a beef, finna double back to the bounty
Double up the trap then I'm countin', neck wear out a fountain
All these firearms salvaged, my intentions is malice
Threw the same amount of shells for every tear that was counted
Let 'em knock you off your pivot, I ain't
Losin' my balance 'cause we the sturdiest
Fours in every photograph I take, it's like I worship it
Glasshouse Chevy sittin' pretty, just refurbished it
Tuna on the market, she solicitin' her services
All I do is answer when she call and give encouragement
Fours in every photograph I take, it's like I worship it
Glasshouse Chevy sittin' pretty, just refurbished it
Tuna on the market, she solicitin' her services
All I do is answer when she call and give encouragement
Ism of the part and let the prostitute determine it
I'm really him, Gotti cut the check, that's an M&M
Set up with a life that ain't the life, I really been in there
Sucka K, told him press play, disassemble him immediately
Every death I deal with take a piece of me
Nothin' like the ones that happened previously
Showed 'em boys no leniency, yellow tape his corner up repeatedly
Fuck about no bitch, it ain't that deep with me, G-O-D
Been dreamin' 'bout this paper in my deepest sleep
I seen accounts you might not get to see
And rest assured if four for them
Gon' get the rest in peace, easy call
Despite what niggas said online, they never seen me talk
Despite what niggas said online, I never leave my dawg
Know this chopper bad and bougie, I can't leave her off
And we still ain't took a weekend off
And we still ain't took a weekend off)
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Writer(s): Timothy Patterson, Jeremiah Dickerson, Julian Cannon, Fareedah Salahud Din
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