Lyrics
But now regret what i ve done, that nigga had to have the roll Twista, especially when you ain t gotta hide your shit
Fast life sprung of the money and hoes that it brung, i gotta ride out with my mobstas Legit, dumped in the riverbed
Bring your money to the mob, rollin deep through this chi-town streets, you gon die just like your daddy
Twista aka the bitch caller, bustin shots in every directions, puttin food on table is an everyday strain
my crib got gats in the hall
twista aka the bitch caller
rappin bout my life of skrill
Mobsta elites, from two to the head
Bust it with my back to the wall, da-da mobstas
You can just ball for free, god knows i ve done so much wrong
this shit i ve been tokin is potent
da-da mobstas
That s when it clicks in my brain, my mom didn t understand me boy, that nigga had to have the roll
You know what i m sayin, i explode like c-4 so give me 50 feet, rollin deep through this chi-town streets
from two to the head
Come on and take a little trip with a legit balla, forgive those Mobstaz, servin blows
if i have to i mma send cheese from blows
Why my bills won t get paid, people get sprayed, you can just ball for free
You know what i m sayin, but now regret what i ve done
I guess he gotta aim, i gotta ride out with my mobstas Mobstaz, mobsta elites
This shit i ve been tokin is potent, straight up hustler
I had to get off out these streets, a nigga stop a moment from getting made, roaches comin out the cracks in the wall
countercode with the scope in close range
Some bitches in the back and a pocket full of scratch, bend the blocks on barbers hopin my profits stack a bit taller, from two to the head
Keepin shit tight for y all, had a clip full of hollows to bring your momma sorrow, rappin bout my life of skrill
Rollin deep through this chi-town streets, even though my hussle ain t changed
Drama s all in the game whether gang bang or slang, nobody can hurt me or run thugsta greed
In a legit demonstration, da-da mobstas
if i have to i mma send cheese from blows
Twista aka the bitch caller, liffy stokes, that s when it clicks in my brain
what s the mental frame of mind
Da-da mobstas, bustin shots in every directions
Now i fin to spend stacks at the mall, bustin shots in every directions
Puttin food on table is an everyday strain, got me straight thinkin about takin mary jane and eloping, workin the spot cause we need some clothes
But i put that on the foe, da-da mobstas
Then i gotta ride out with the mobstas, and the everyday struggles of a nigga in the chill
a nigga been hustlin so long
for po-pos who watch
i gotta ride out with my mobstas
I was 16 grown and holdin chrome, then i gotta ride out with the mobstas
all the shit s the same
the tip raise
I had to do my thang, i was 16 grown and holdin chrome
Mobsta elites, flip a trax beat
Da-da mobstas, and momma cry
I had to get off out these streets, rats steady crawl
Roaches comin out the cracks in the wall, but now regret what i ve done, but now i did finally flip my shit legit
i done witnessed public aid
Ain t it a shame how we make ballin look so sweet, to get you out your seat
let em know what s happenin
just to be a pimp-shit talker
twista aka the bitch caller
got me straight thinkin about takin mary jane and eloping
this shit i ve been tokin is potent
