Momma We Made It Mozzy (Ft. Jay Rock)

[Verse 1: Mozzy]
Ay doe! This that momma we made it
This that "I ain't goin' back to them cages, them people racist"
They remind me of Satan, never gave 'em a statement
Outta sight and outta mind, bitch sent a happy belated
If you ain't four fingaz, then how the fuck we related?
Niggas eavesdroppin', they double back and relay it
I can't respect ya gangsta if all your jewelry is plated
I'm really 'bout this paper, know nothin' about a vacation
Gotta chase it, hawkin' this million, bitch, I can taste it
Stogie hella bulky, we pour up for elevation
Have patience, fuck all that waitin', where the bag at?
A half a ticket ain't satisfyin', already bagged that

[Chorus: Mozzy]
Them niggas'll never fit inside these shoes
They ain't marchin' how I march, they ain't movin' how I move
Early on went to school, teacher asked was I abused?
Did I use? Motherfuckin' goon, nigga, G.O.D
Them niggas'll never fit inside these shoes
They ain't marchin' how I march, they ain't movin' how I move
Early on went to school, teacher asked was I abused?
Did I use? Motherfuckin' goon, nigga, G.O.D

[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
My hour glass, full of jet black sand
Ahead of my time, runnin' with the jet pack plan
Across the globe, hoes hopin' they can catch this man
Off Patrón, chain smokin' on the best Afghan
Before I leave I need a few ticks
Get my needle and thread, commence to sewin' up
You niggas' loose lips
Gotta keep their ears clear, use a bigger Q-tip
Snubnose like, you ain’t seen a nigga do shit
New bitch, head spinnin' in my brand new whip
Oh shit, now that wood in her mouth, that’s toothpick
Get the MAC off too quick, for you to do shit
Got bread, plus these bitches love to ride the broomstick
No short stoppin', the flow so poppin'
Like a new debit card with a platinum and gold option
That’s why I’m doin' my do, get what I get
Open my pot, then put some more sauce in my stew
Rock!