No Savage - More and More lyrics

(Tuned up) uh, aye Juu
(Turn me up Juu)
Aye Breeze, I love y'all (Mob) mob (Mob)
(Turn me up Juu) mob
Juu, Wopo

I be goin' through more and
More and more and more
It be havin' me stressed out
Ain't do none of this shit for
To get me a name
This ain't the type shit you should test out
Puttin' racks on they head 'cause I
Want all they ass dead
I wanna see something stretched out
"Get the fuck out my way, " they best route
(Gettin' money, I done made niggas
I remembеr days I was left out)
My niggas steppin' on niggas for none
Bеtter than me, nigga don't say none
Hit an opp' in his top, get ghost on the run
Nigga talked out his neck
Get folded with a drum
We the one's who run they city
We the one's who go dumb
Nigga wouldn't stop talkin' so we
Chopped out his tongue
Nigga wanna be a burger
I'ma put him on a bun
Nigga tried to be a dog so
I treat 'em like chump (Snitch ass nigga)

Shit everyday, everyday I be on it
Can't go for anything
I ain't easily influenced
I was cryin' for help
But I kept gettin' ignored
Breezy and Jordan my dawgs, for sure
Know you my heart, I'll call you my bro
To tell you the truth
We ain't lettin' shit go
Shots out that Glock lean him
Back like he Limbo
I thought they was with me
That's how I got switched on
Still on the Yo, nigga
That's where I been on
Knock off the nigga who shot me
I'm still on it
She see my dick, say, "Daddy
Can I sit on it?"
I'm in this shit, stand up, niggas know it
I ain't been seein' my son, but I'm blowin'
Why did I fuck her and I knew she was goin'?
In public and I got this muhfucker showin'

I be goin' through more and
More and more and more
It be havin' me stressed out
Ain't do none of this shit for
To get me a name
This ain't the type shit you should test out
Puttin' racks on they head 'cause I
Want all they ass dead
I wanna see something stretched out
"Get the fuck out my way, " they best route
(Gettin' money, I done made niggas
I remember days I was left out)
My niggas steppin' on niggas for none
Better than me, nigga don't say none
Hit an opp' in his top, get ghost on the run
Nigga talked out his neck
Get folded with a drum
We the one's who run they city
We the one's who go dumb
Nigga wouldn't stop talkin' so we
Chopped out his tongue
Nigga wanna be a burger
I'ma put him on a bun
Nigga tried to be a dog so
I treat 'em like chump

I'm on a whole lotta mob shit
Any nigga that get out of pocket
Gettin' boxed in you workin' the trap
It's like a store and you can clock in 24
7 sellin' dope, beat the block in
We ain't hit his chest or his neck
Blow his top in
Blizzo get to blowin', hit 'em
All in his top, uh
Tryna tell niggas that I'm slidin'
We ain't locked in (Mob)
I was tryin' with a bitch
That let another nigga fuck
I ain't hidin' what I got
I'm in love with the bucks
I ain't lyin', don't brawl
I'ma send your ass up
Niggas perc'd and up, steady sayin', "Wop up"
You don't know sayin', "Wop, " bitch nigga
That's me (You don't know sayin', "Wop")
You don't get a whole bag, I'll get a HP
I ain't trippin', I got that 42 with me
I've been slippin'
It's time for me to get back to business

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