[Intro: MO3] (Yxng Stov) (I'm all the way one hundred, though) Oh, oh Yeah, yeah La-da-da-da-da, oh, oh Woah
[Chorus: MO3] Yeah Made a promise to my mama that I gotta be better than I was (Better than I was) To my granny, I'm an angel, but this murder shit be running through my blood (Gang) It's in my bloodline (Bloodline) Better hug your dog if you love 'em 'cause I can't hug mine (On God) Retaliate, we put 'em up, lil' bitch, I slung iron (Blatt) Locked in a cell, I got out of jail and I still done crime (Woah)
[Verse 1: MO3] This why I still be in my feelings (Why?) Maybe 'cause the bitch that I'm loving be acting different (Ha) Don't respect the fact I'm working on what we building (What?) And I ain't forgot the pain, I'm just working on my forgiveness Section 8, I'm thugging, got killers all in my trenches (For real) Clutching, I got action, get at me, this shit get wicked Chopper flip 'em like a gymnast, yeah, without no blindfold Treat an opp just like a surfboard, yeah, when I slide on
[Verse 2: Morray] Full of passion, bare the fruit of everlasting shit Tell me they love me, but they hate me, I'm the last they pick Under construction 'cause destruction what I always get I went from selfless to selfish, they hating like a bitch Niggas will plot on you, scheme on you It's love 'til the beam on you Fuck you over, when it's done, still gon' say what they need from you Ain't no friends left to build with Tools in hands, but we ain't building Niggas praying for my downfall 'cause they know I got real shit It's like hating is the fucking way of life now Talking down on my name make haters so proud Extra silent when I speak because my guns loud Preach the positive, but still won't put my guns down I don't bang, you get banged if you ever try to check this Feel like MO3, for sure, G, showing love to Texas On a song with my dog, I'm getting features from Heaven I'ma try to emulate you, but I know nobody better
[Chorus: MO3 & Morray] Hey Made a promise to my mama that I gotta be better than I was (Better than I was) To my granny, I'm an angel, but this murder shit be running through my blood (Gang) It's in my bloodline (Bloodline) Better hug your dog if you love 'em 'cause I can't hug mine (On God) Retaliate, we put 'em up, lil' bitch, I slung iron (Blatt) Locked in a cell, I got out of jail and I still done crime (Woah)
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