Mozzy, Tsu Surf - Play It Safe lyrics
Mozzy [Timothy Patterson] Oak Park, Sacramento, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Mozzy, Tsu Surf - Play It Safe lyrics]
But what you gotta think about
Is what you don't have, you in survival mode
So being in survival mode automatically
Rules out a lot of thigs
Cause you don't experience morality
Cause you experience the need to survive
Weather started change, I been feeling colder
Charge ain't stick, bogus
Seven on the Louis belt
Bought me an expensive holster
Ain't really sure
Think the devil at my doorstep
Only 17, ain't graduate yet, but he a war vet
They copy
They see me mix that Fendi with Givenchy
Ten bands, she Alana
Spend the money on her body
Keep the leeches, look
Cop out cause he scared
Couldn't beat it though
Popping all them Percys, one too many
Caught him reaching slow
The most dangerous be the comfortable niggas
Don't trust bitches or public defender
That's love fifty-one
Fore I need pop, juries that I'm picking from
Every time you work, you risk your life
You better get it done feds had 'em upstate
Then he went to Michigan
Seen the homie name on that paper
That shit was sickening
Ever want the money so bad
You can envision it
Seen the homie name on that paper
That shit was sickening
You know meaning is better me than you
And it's a survival instinct that kick it
I think once you get out of survival
Your morals come back closer to
Your daily decision mode
Until you get out of survival mode
You ain't got time to think
About right and wrong
You worrying 'bout bottom line
My first case was distribution
But it's legal now
You ain't supposed to laugh at niggas
When you see 'em down
Heard his baby mama left
Him during speedy trial
Forever cautious of the company I keep around
Extra charges for the drums and the pressure
Full court press on a human
We hardly seen around
Finna body blood low 'til we seen his child
Nigga count a hundred thousand
But couldn't read aloud
Three a pound for this bookie
I'm a endulge it in
It's really worth forty-five fuck a sucker
Ain't no way we'll ever co-exist
Section 8 was lightweight hating when
Was on the list
News clip on my labor, get a load of this
You get rewarded for the deeds if
You was on the trip
Aye, my attorney in Vegas, that don't even
Alfredo sauce of the pasta if
You was ever shrimp mafia
And I can't blame nobody that's thinking
How they gone pay they rent
Being young and having to
Outside and feed themselves
You just gotta kind of
Empathise with the scenario
A person in survival mode
They gone survive by any means
Is what you don't have, you in survival mode
So being in survival mode automatically
Rules out a lot of thigs
Cause you don't experience morality
Cause you experience the need to survive
Weather started change, I been feeling colder
Charge ain't stick, bogus
Seven on the Louis belt
Bought me an expensive holster
Ain't really sure
Think the devil at my doorstep
Only 17, ain't graduate yet, but he a war vet
They copy
They see me mix that Fendi with Givenchy
Ten bands, she Alana
Spend the money on her body
Keep the leeches, look
Cop out cause he scared
Couldn't beat it though
Popping all them Percys, one too many
Caught him reaching slow
The most dangerous be the comfortable niggas
Don't trust bitches or public defender
That's love fifty-one
Fore I need pop, juries that I'm picking from
Every time you work, you risk your life
You better get it done feds had 'em upstate
Then he went to Michigan
Seen the homie name on that paper
That shit was sickening
Ever want the money so bad
You can envision it
Seen the homie name on that paper
That shit was sickening
You know meaning is better me than you
And it's a survival instinct that kick it
I think once you get out of survival
Your morals come back closer to
Your daily decision mode
Until you get out of survival mode
You ain't got time to think
About right and wrong
You worrying 'bout bottom line
My first case was distribution
But it's legal now
You ain't supposed to laugh at niggas
When you see 'em down
Heard his baby mama left
Him during speedy trial
Forever cautious of the company I keep around
Extra charges for the drums and the pressure
Full court press on a human
We hardly seen around
Finna body blood low 'til we seen his child
Nigga count a hundred thousand
But couldn't read aloud
Three a pound for this bookie
I'm a endulge it in
It's really worth forty-five fuck a sucker
Ain't no way we'll ever co-exist
Section 8 was lightweight hating when
Was on the list
News clip on my labor, get a load of this
You get rewarded for the deeds if
You was on the trip
Aye, my attorney in Vegas, that don't even
Alfredo sauce of the pasta if
You was ever shrimp mafia
And I can't blame nobody that's thinking
How they gone pay they rent
Being young and having to
Outside and feed themselves
You just gotta kind of
Empathise with the scenario
A person in survival mode
They gone survive by any means