Stepping out hard, suit so sharp
Round these parts, y'all shooting at the law
I ain't tripping on the trappers, cause the cracker show starts
I ain't tripping on the trappers, cause the cracker show starts
The way I get it, get it
Yeah, it be so mob, so mob, money ain't a prob
The way I get it, get it
Yeah, it be so mob, so mob, money ain't a prob
I assassinate the track, I'm John Wilkes in the booth
Heads getting blown now it's on, right out the chute
I going to make them an offer they can't refuse
Tinted windows, black shades, the vest is bullet proof
Three things cant be hidden, The sun, the moon and the truth
Lying is forbidden, now that's rule number two
Im the one who shows up with dirt on his shoes
Ross here's the shovel, Goodfellas, we do what we do
Hundred stacks on the watch, hundred blocks on the yacht
Ricky Ross new whip, tennis shoes & the socks
I'm up in secret city, ya that boy got that bling on
You better hit the phone them bricks selling like ringtones
I'm stepping out fresh, I'm stepping out clean
My nigga Young Mob, Dough boy, & DPC
When I'm up in the D, we gon' stunt like a dog
My nigga's drop out of school, but we subject's to ball
Don't worry about the crackers, cause the crackers ain't sharp
How I'm looking in the phantom, bitch you know that I'm the mob
See the grill in the front, might get the filling of front
Fuck how you feeling, Ricky Ross I get A million A month
I'm so mob, so mob, how I get it, so mob
Pulling up to the trap, fresh off A blow job
Yeah them thousand dollar jeans
Pussy nigga tell that, if you waiting on the sac
Boy just hit my cell back
So mob so mob so M.O.B
I got a lil fame now that's M.O.P
It's my second album, I'm having street dreams
Of rolling in a double R, every where I go bling bling
I got shooters on my team like I play for the golden state
I take a long time coming but bitch I'm worth the wait
Fake no never, that ain't me
An architect like a square and a compass in the hands of a masonry
Obsessed with being blessed with the fruits of our father
God forgive my ambition my intention is to carry your armor
Die as a martyr. plow hoes like I am farmer
Pink nails, pink tape, these rappers love the drama
Don't react in spite always keep your enemies on sight
I don't tell bed stories, I just tell my ops goodnight
Even in the dark a good idea shines bright
Steady mobbing, I never need an invite
Stepping out hard, suit so sharp
Round these parts, y'all shooting at the law
I ain't tripping on the trappers, cause the cracker show starts
I ain't tripping on the trappers, cause the cracker show starts
The Way I get it, get it
Yeah, it be so mob, so mob, money ain't a prob
The Way I get it, get it
Yeah, it be so mob, so mob, money ain't a prob
Who you know, go loco with no motive, A psycho, no Anthony Perkins
I'm no average opponent, take you to school no charge for enrollment
I will Pop-o-vich, In the spur of the moment, keep it one-hundred
Don't have to steal cuz I own it, never rented, money I loan it
Pushing weight like a muscle, another drug to juggle
Another day, another struggle, be I
Rather hustle 24 7 than grind 9 to 5
But since I do both I guess, I am working double overtime
Don't rhyme in hindsight, ahead of the game like, doc on his bike
Lil Mac with more height, do it for survival not the spot light, Aight
Careful who you roll with don't get too friendly
I rather have 4 quarters than 100 pennies
Blood makes you related, loyalty makes you family
I'm street, so look both ways, before you cross me
I don't need a fortune teller, to tell her, I'm gonna profit
I roll with Da bosses who got bottomless pockets
Stepping out hard, suit so sharp
Round these parts, y'all shooting at the law
I ain't tripping on the trappers, cause the cracker show starts
I ain't tripping on the trappers, cause the cracker show starts
The Way I get it, get it
Yeah, it be so mob, so mob, money ain't a prob
The Way I get it, get it
Yeah, it be so mob, so mob, money ain't a prob
