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We go cray Big Mosses We go cray Yeah What’s up, NIGAN, man Talk to ‘em From Detroit to Russia, man Let’s do it We can go bar for bar (8X) I say Most High rep that Rockets harden my step back Sabrina pen I black cats like chiropractors I held back They wanted features emailed tracks and tombstones got mailed back That orange soda where Kel at them haters ring no call back Exorcist they crawl back pool of needles I saw that We freestyle where fog at put red sauce on frog legs I get cheese that hog head that stoplight just turned green This white girl just turned red like BBLs we turn heads So make a decision bro on a mission Come off the moolah or sleep with the fishes Remember my son that Moss come second to none Tough on my seed Denzel in Fences Six by ten or life in the pen They ain’t Aladdin but niggas be wishing Far as these scrubs whole lotta bubbles and suds I’m lyrically doing the dishes Whole lot of fiends don’t get a dollar to stream But every day waking up twitching So it’s bombs dropping thots popping dog fights cock blocking Sparing rappers my last opinion Old dimes John Stockton heat plays Bron blocking Thick ropes lynch mobbing cold sores meth problems Spider bites Green Goblins Moss verse like peach cobbler No cap verses still hearses like CNAs that hate nurses I’m inpatient I’m done waiting I swerve thots like down Satan They yell gang they click baiting I slept Freddie I drowned Jason From dry text to call waiting these niggas lyrics they court cases Them prosecutors be head nodding these dumb niggas done failed college Them forehead crosses intimidating you slow dumb and educated My essays ain’t domesticated I’m Christ like I hate Satan Bullets land in strange places women children and glass vases It’s Zorros it’s Cleos they ran up with clear faces They hit lines they free basing triangulation they Freemason Call O Red for that translation Aha I want all the smoke We go cray Yo it’s been a long time coming Okay We ‘bout to make history right here Let’s get it Preaching ain’t gon’ cut it when demons running the show all night They be acting crazy, I let em tho, we gon’ be alright I don’t think that’s shady, cuz when it’s on it’s on for a reason So why bother, just a new episode, yet another season Daydreaming, night scheming, feeling good when that money streaming Don’t call em bro unless we deep in it, no loose ends, nobody seen it They sleeping on me, I’m in a black Beamer, them windows tinted, my wounds bleeding I don’t pray, it’s misleading, I manifest, and I go get it Seemingly untroubled by something that used to hinder my vision Ain’t no uppers or downers, I’ma be clean tonight Don’t take more than five, that’s an overdose, bet, gimme ten Having left that behind, I promise I’m now on the mend Mosses broke me off something, I’m on a new joint with Detroit charm Who woulda thought I could be here, a Russian kid with a big dream Eight pm there is four am here, them sleepless nights paid off for real Eight one two no matter where I’m at, three one three, yo holla back Real talk right here
Big Mosses, NIGAN 333 — Bar for Bar
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