Lil Poppa, Mozzy - No More lyrics
Janarious Mykel Wheeler
Mozzy [Timothy Patterson] Oak Park, Sacramento, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Poppa, Mozzy - No More lyrics]
I just put three-five in the Backwood
This shit smoking
I ain't gon' lie, it got a nigga chokin'
I'm on all these drugs
Got me movin' in slow motion
Don't think a nigga slippin'
Bitch, you trippin', i be focused
I came from the block
It was a lot of pistol totin'
I came from the house, you hit the lights
You see the roaches
Whole hood told me I was gon' be that golden
Chosen i came from the bottom, bitch
Stop actin' like you know me
You talkin' like you 'bout it
Pussy nigga gotta show me
Shawty creepin' like a mamba but
He shootin' like he Kobe
Doug say he just booked a show
I told him put it on the Rollie
Quaylo just say he straight
Told my nigga that's for surely
I'm living lavish, baby, I never had it, baby
Turned to an addict, baby, now I'm a savage
Pockets got cabbage, baby, I gotta have it
Baby
Used to be tragic, we was shootin' in traffic
'Member when the sun ain't shine over here
I swear now I don't see the rain no more
I don't see the rain no more
I don't feel the same pain no more
Yeah, heartbroken, all the killers I lost
We giggle 'bout 'em when them niggas get off
Look how my driller got off
Tear up the mall, we don't care what it cost
Bitch, I used to get my drip out of Ross
It was embarassing
Granny used to take us to school
That's how they caravan hated being broke
I'm selling boxes of Airheads
That's first grade, fourth and fifth grade
Seen it kick in
That's when shit changed, by the
Sixth grade, dope game, stuck on cocaine
Pigs know me by my whole name
This is folk's game
Mama know I gotta run away
To serve 'em dope chains
You don't know no pain 'til
Your brother 'nem get smoked, man
AndI got whatever, bring my lil' niggas home
Man you know how we operate
Obligated he gon' gang
You know how we operate
Obligated from close range
Rappin' ass niggas ain't active
They goin' both ways
Wide bodied bulletproof truck takin'
Up both lanes
I'm living lavish, baby, I never had it, baby
Turned to an addict, baby, now I'm a savage
Pockets got cabbage, baby, I gotta have it
Baby
Used to be tragic, we was shootin' in traffic
'Member when the sun ain't shine over here
I swear now I don't see the rain no more
I don't see the rain no more
I don't feel the same pain no more
This shit smoking
I ain't gon' lie, it got a nigga chokin'
I'm on all these drugs
Got me movin' in slow motion
Don't think a nigga slippin'
Bitch, you trippin', i be focused
I came from the block
It was a lot of pistol totin'
I came from the house, you hit the lights
You see the roaches
Whole hood told me I was gon' be that golden
Chosen i came from the bottom, bitch
Stop actin' like you know me
You talkin' like you 'bout it
Pussy nigga gotta show me
Shawty creepin' like a mamba but
He shootin' like he Kobe
Doug say he just booked a show
I told him put it on the Rollie
Quaylo just say he straight
Told my nigga that's for surely
I'm living lavish, baby, I never had it, baby
Turned to an addict, baby, now I'm a savage
Pockets got cabbage, baby, I gotta have it
Baby
Used to be tragic, we was shootin' in traffic
'Member when the sun ain't shine over here
I swear now I don't see the rain no more
I don't see the rain no more
I don't feel the same pain no more
Yeah, heartbroken, all the killers I lost
We giggle 'bout 'em when them niggas get off
Look how my driller got off
Tear up the mall, we don't care what it cost
Bitch, I used to get my drip out of Ross
It was embarassing
Granny used to take us to school
That's how they caravan hated being broke
I'm selling boxes of Airheads
That's first grade, fourth and fifth grade
Seen it kick in
That's when shit changed, by the
Sixth grade, dope game, stuck on cocaine
Pigs know me by my whole name
This is folk's game
Mama know I gotta run away
To serve 'em dope chains
You don't know no pain 'til
Your brother 'nem get smoked, man
AndI got whatever, bring my lil' niggas home
Man you know how we operate
Obligated he gon' gang
You know how we operate
Obligated from close range
Rappin' ass niggas ain't active
They goin' both ways
Wide bodied bulletproof truck takin'
Up both lanes
I'm living lavish, baby, I never had it, baby
Turned to an addict, baby, now I'm a savage
Pockets got cabbage, baby, I gotta have it
Baby
Used to be tragic, we was shootin' in traffic
'Member when the sun ain't shine over here
I swear now I don't see the rain no more
I don't see the rain no more
I don't feel the same pain no more