Raz Simone - Still Mobbin lyrics

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Hook:

Uh, I’m still mobbing

Fuck what you gotta say

You’ve worked too hard, going too far

Let ya motherfuckers on the way

Still mobbing, mobbing

Fuck what ye gotta say!

Worked too hard, gone too hard

To have ya motherfuckers in the way!

I’m still my way

Fuck what you gotta say

You’ve worked too hard, going too far

Let ya motherfuckers on the way

Still my way, my way

Fuck what ye gotta say!

Worked too hard, gone too hard

To have ya motherfuckers in the way!

I’m in my first sip, first pay, first kilogram, first trap

First bitch that I’mma put on my first track

First time ripping white in my first track

I say all that to recognize the contrast

Seeing what you’re seeing nigga act

.. where I’m from

Me and my niggas coming, coming from the bottom in the back

Real niggas where we at, right here, acting solo

Dolo most of the time don’t hit my popo

Riding round town switching whips like they’re lolos

Ducking and ... and the ups in the popo

Real talk, I know niggas is tough until the steel pop

Bitch niggas can’t eat, get a real job

In the streets... I’mma still pop

Bitch niggas can’t eat, get a real job

In the streets .. and I still pop

Nobody guards, so I still mob.

Hook:

Uh, I’m still mobbing

Fuck what you gotta say

You’ve worked too hard, going too far

Let ya motherfuckers on the way

Still mobbing, mobbing

Fuck what ye gotta say!

Worked too hard, gone too hard

To have ya motherfuckers in the way!

I’m still my way

Fuck what you gotta say

You’ve worked too hard, going too far

Let ya motherfuckers on the way

Still my way, my way

Fuck what ye gotta say!

Worked too hard, gone too hard

To have ya motherfuckers in the way!

I peel off and some looking clean

Me and my niggas get dirty for green

Made a hundred racks, and I was still just a teen

If it’s any nigga sane as .. other than me for my city

I just laugh and say, please!

Shit’s got levels and the grease

Don’t meddle with the schemes that can meddle in the spleen

Thousand dollar jerk to me, is like trying to throw pebbles in the sea

My niggas is weak, I don’t know why they’d be thinking... places with me

Middle school is your peek

Lot of kids that you bullied back then, are the only worst stories you speak

Niggas don’t sing, but they talk to the least, though

Don’t kill, but they’re trying to steal

From a nigga that’s real

Hmmm that’s mobbin...

I wanna keep, swear to God that I want to keep

But I got son and a momma still

Therefore I will and I’m still mobbin

Mobbin, mobbin, mobbbin

I’m still mobbin

Mobbin, mobbin, mobbbin

We mobbin no stop, mob, mob, mob don’t stop

We mobbin no stop, mob, mob, mob don’t stop

We’re mobbin no stop, mob, mob, mob don’t stop

We’re mobbin no stop, mob, mob, mob don’t stop

I’m still mobbin, don’t care what the guy had to say

We’ve worked too hard, gone too far,

To let you... in the way.

Still mobbin, don’t care what the guy had to say

We’ve worked too hard, gone too far,

To let you... in the way.