Rod Wave - Mafia lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah
(Will-A-Fool)
Uh

In my cell all alone, I still hear your cries
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Arguing all night long tryna heal your pride
I love your ass to death
But you can't play with my intelligence
All I want is money
All that other shit's irrelevant
And he don't fuck with no one
You can say he's celibate
Choppers on this tour bus
Don't get out your element
Choppers on this tour bus
Moving like the Taliban
(Uh, yeah, okay)

Moving like the mafia
But I'm no Michael Corleone
Still'll knock my brother off hе ever
Try and do me wrong
'Causе I gave my all to you
You know I gave my heart to you
I invested time, loyalty
And showed my flaws to you
I tried to go to sleep
But I just stood by the door
Mrs. Officer, come and free me
Can I please use the phone?
I've been spinning inside my cell thinking
'bout you all night long
Like I hope you're there when I get home
Staring at the walls thinking 'bout all
Of the shit I did wrong
We celebrate the W's
But I took L's on my own
We celebrate the W's
But I take these L's on my own
Yeah, but

In my cell all alone, I still hear your cries
Arguing all night long tryna heal your pride
I love your ass to death
But you can't play with my intelligence
All I want is money
All that other shit's irrelevant
And he don't fuck with no one
You can say he's celibate
Choppers on this tour bus
Don't get out your element
Choppers on this tour bus
Moving like the Taliban
(Uh, yeah, okay)

Don't get out your element
Moving like the Taliban