Final Four Flee Lord & Mephux (Ft. Conway the Machine, Roc Marciano & Trae tha Truth)

[Intro: Flee Lord]
Nah, nah, for real, man, for like
There was like twelve years of my life that
All I listened to was Infamous, Mobb Deep, and DJ Premier
LordMobb soldier on the front line
Fuck a punchline, it only take one time to play about mine
I mean, you could argue I'm a product of both
Shit, it only take one time to play about (Lord Lord!)

[Verse 1: Flee Lord & Roc Marciano]
Yeah, we 'bout to go deep (Huh) then deep cover
Multiply the team while keeping the streets smothered (Brrrt)
Fuck what you heard, fuck what you saying
Nigga, I don't hear nothing unless it's about a payment (Woo)
Big herringbone and a ring full of diamonds
Plus thе joint of some girl that came from a consignment (What?)
I got a trap in thе back and one in the middle (One in the middle)
If it ain't about a dime then they can slide for a nickel (Let's get 'em)
We the task force shakers getting cash off wavers
Only time you seeing me is when I pass off paper (Woo)
White stretching, lounging with the killers, learning life lessons
Wife stressing, praying to God that no shots wet him (Brr)
Cold locker by the lake, big chopper by the face
Watch the sunset slowly, no more watching out for Jakes (Nope)
I said I watch the sun, no more watching out for Jakes (Uh)