[Chorus: Mozzy]
I heard these niggas wanna murder me
But I got Glick on me right now (Ayy, I got Glick on me)
Won't get a chance to plead his case, squeeze when I see his face
On my daughter, I'ma bite down (On my daughter I'ma—)
I heard these niggas wanna murder me
But I got Glick on me right now (I got Glick on me)
Won't get a chance to plead his case, squeeze when I see his face
On my daughter, I'ma bite down (On my daughter I'ma— yeah)
[Verse 1: Mozzy]
Ayy, I'ma stand on every ride, I hope you do the same
My conversations with thе clouds get me through this pain
And I just fell out with my bitch about thеse other bitches
I might let 'em suck my dick, but I don't love them bitches
This half a moon inside the coupe consists of double digits
And you couldn't understand our struggle, we the underprivileged
Roll with a couple killers days that I be in my feelings
Internal bleeding from these wounds and I can't seem to heal 'em
And my persistence payin' off, yeah, that's what got me here
And I can't help but smile about it, damn near drop a tear
You know I'm Platinum, mama straight and we have no complaints
We ain't gon' keep dissin' the dead with all these open cases
Them people talking 'bout a lineup, we don't know the faces
And as quiet as it's kept, them niggas know I'm gangsta
It's one up top inside this chamber, that's my way of livin'
And all I ask is that my youngins stay away from prison
I heard these niggas wanna murder me
But I got Glick on me right now (Ayy, I got Glick on me)
Won't get a chance to plead his case, squeeze when I see his face
On my daughter, I'ma bite down (On my daughter I'ma—)
I heard these niggas wanna murder me
But I got Glick on me right now (I got Glick on me)
Won't get a chance to plead his case, squeeze when I see his face
On my daughter, I'ma bite down (On my daughter I'ma— yeah)
[Verse 1: Mozzy]
Ayy, I'ma stand on every ride, I hope you do the same
My conversations with thе clouds get me through this pain
And I just fell out with my bitch about thеse other bitches
I might let 'em suck my dick, but I don't love them bitches
This half a moon inside the coupe consists of double digits
And you couldn't understand our struggle, we the underprivileged
Roll with a couple killers days that I be in my feelings
Internal bleeding from these wounds and I can't seem to heal 'em
And my persistence payin' off, yeah, that's what got me here
And I can't help but smile about it, damn near drop a tear
You know I'm Platinum, mama straight and we have no complaints
We ain't gon' keep dissin' the dead with all these open cases
Them people talking 'bout a lineup, we don't know the faces
And as quiet as it's kept, them niggas know I'm gangsta
It's one up top inside this chamber, that's my way of livin'
And all I ask is that my youngins stay away from prison
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