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death is callin - mozzy lyrics

[verse 1]
big dawg, my circumference is full of those
i’m uncomfortable ’round these hoes ’cause i know they gave ’em the drop
my dawg facin’ murder, they think i gave him the chop
paid attorney service, they think i gave him the guap
i’m a fella, baby
and we confirmed the allegations, n*ggas tellin’, baby
it ain’t a time the suckers died and we ain’t celebrated
we’ll have ’em section off your section likе it’s segregated
ayy, hеavy doses when indulgin’ in the medication, medicated
ayy, how it’s millions in his bank and he uneducated?
you better not pull up to mi casa without no reservation
blind n*ggas lead the blind without no destination
i press ignore and i ain’t answer, i think death was callin’
and then i got a text from brother like the check was callin’
we hecksa ballin’, n*gga hecksa h*lla extra ballin’
it’s hgm until i’m tortured, i’ma rep regardless
yeah, we gon’ step regardless

[chorus]
i press ignore and i ain’t answer, i think death was callin’
my youngin died eleventh grade, ain’t get a chance to ball him
we gon’ pop these bottles for him, lift your rollies up
and never speak his name in vain if you gon’ blow it up
i press ignore and i ain’t answer, i think death was callin’
my youngin died eleventh grade, ain’t get a chance to ball him
we gon’ pop these bottles for him, lift your rollies up
and never speak his name in vain if you gon’ blow it up
[verse 2]
uh, demonic behavior, it’s hard to savor
switchin’ jerseys in the fourth quarter on us, them n*ggas traitors
if he don’t bet the fader, we gon’ strip him for his paper
duckin’ off in vegas with a mansion by the raiders
the fallen ain’t forgotten, i’ma bee you n*ggas later
yeah, youngin ‘nem forever in my favor
40 with the laser, hgm leather blazer
multi*million dollar neighbors, throw the sixes on the scr*per (ah)
miss me with the hatin’, i got guala on the menu
n*ggas holler 4th, but i’m for surely that ain’t in you
ayy, call me for the k!ll ’cause that’s the type of sh*t i’m into
you ain’t cook n0body when you caught him, you was fin’ to
fella in my trenches, n*ggas treat me like the big u, on god
we ain’t drivin’ by, we finna skid through
you just see the shine and don’t acknowledge what we been through
i tell ’em all the time, “your time comin’ if it’s meant to,” on god

- mozzy lyrics

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