M.o.p.

M.o.p. - No Shame lyrics

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(Hook)

Listen, don't be mad at him, cuz he ain't dim

Don't be ashamed of him, cuz seein' him,

He bustin' his ass for you out here, tryna win

You speakin' bout him bad when ya talkin' to yo friends

(I don't speak about him bad when I'm speakin' to my friends)

(I ain't mad at him cuz he ain't dim)

(I'm a lil disappointed, cuz seein' him)

(When the people goin' hard, he would win)

(Verse)

He'll neva receive the support he deserve from you

Took his pride off the sleeve, layed that on the curve for you

Chase chips and small pockets round the earth for you

Cuz in his heart he down to do whateva works fo' you

And you paint the perception like he lame sayn

(He ain't goin' hard) well, maybe the man drained

Cuz you don't see tears don't mean it ain't pain

From years of tryin' to get it

Or maybe the strain of you and ya girl on ya horn, gazin' at the stars

Happy about some shit that ain't got shit to do with y'all

And you neva turn to say (big good, you came for)

Or (grindin', you was the man, and all ya stand for)

Forget the house and the cars, top shelf at the bar

Neva mind the crystal clear diamonds on yo arm

Cuz it don't mean shit, it came, it went

The deposit checked in the bank, it came, you spent

He a grown man, he understand you gone thin

Though some stuff will bounce off, some leak dense

He's a lil confused on who ya tryna convince

If they eva did the math, it would neva make sense

I'm sayn

(Hook)

Listen, don't be mad at him, cuz he ain't dim

Don't be ashamed of him, cuz seein' him,

He bustin' his ass for you out here, tryna win

You speakin' bout him bad when ya talkin' to yo friends

(I don't speak about him bad when I'm speakin' to my friends)

(I ain't mad at him cuz he ain't dim)

(I'm a lil disappointed, cuz seein' him)

(When the people goin' hard, he would win)

(Verse 2)

He identify with the people that's like me

They give me inspiration and motivation to keep movin' forward

(Move on!) See him ballin'? (I see him) Just ignore it

(Right) You stressed to have ya sittin' in prison, I can't call it

See, homie neva bagged shit, ain't about to borrow

Catch a chizzle, carvin' out a piece for tomorrow

He used to be a dope boy, homie made thousands

But now he ? his wisdom as kids and ?

Finna like he's stuck in the cage

His own lady riffin' out when his son is comin' of age

He don't wanna go to school unless he's affordin' em J's

But it's nothin', OG just caught in the face

We all servin' the master to make a masterpiece

Praisin' the serpent fast, but only the master feast

And while the master ? we regret it

One day, his family will get it

It ain't about to shine now, it's a different town now

Stay truly yoself and you can find out

You just gotta be the best that you can

And let a grown man be a man

And I'm sayn

(Hook)

Listen, don't be mad at him, cuz he ain't dim

Don't be ashamed of him, cuz seein' him,

He bustin' his ass for you out here, tryna win

You speakin' bout him bad when ya talkin' to yo friends

(I don't speak about him bad when I'm speakin' to my friends)

(I ain't mad at him cuz he ain't dim)

(I'm a lil disappointed, cuz seein' him)

(When the people goin' hard, he would win)

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Emma kibila
Monday 6th of November 2023 13:43
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