Mob Ties

[Chorus]
Damn, look where I started at
Me and my boys, we came too far, just to run it back
We play with toys, but not the ones that get your kid attached
The ones that be carbon black, we dump the mag, then double back
Don't come outside, I swear, I was born for this, demons gave me horns for this
Strings that cut your body, then show me where all your organs is
Super master really run the game like we executives
Now you crying to the king of the game ’cause wе won't let you in

[Verse]
Family stay hungry, so we lurking, searching out for blood
No onе from my city can say that they made it out the mud
Really, I'd be lying when I say that I don’t hold a grudge
Step up, you get stepped on like Law did, I'm out to judge
If you ever see me locked up, that's the day I killed the game
If I ever name drop, it's to grab attention, not for fame
Really just be killing for too long to be just the name
Burning mic and scorching plains into the point I go insane
Yeah, fuck a hook, I'm more about the strings when I'm spitting in
Mass murder homicide is what you all witnessing
They all move in for the same throne that I'm sitting in
Put them six feet under with the One Piece of grip in it
The point is you ain't never had to deal with these struggles
They wouldn’t dare speak on my name because I’m good with rebuttals
Listen, the day I sleep is the day that I die
I've been on the mission since I was born, that’s no lie
Step to me, that's suicide, we won't leave your crew alive
Once I get the local, then I slide where you reside
Want to get strung up or hit with the One Piece, you decide
I'mma leave him checked up from the neck up like it was verified
Want to touch the bars that I raised, they in the atmosphere
Want to touch the bags that’ve acquired, that's not what happen here
I'm the one that pulls the strings, you can call me puppeteer
I'm the one you think of when you see your loved ones disappear
Pop up, I've been popping since the start, I got my point across
Lying through your teeth, and I can see it like it's dental floss
Double crossing me, you get knocked off, that's a profit loss
Step in to the building with more bags, saying what's the cost?
Finished with the beat? I ain't done yet
Imitate my sound, but I swear that you ain't my son yet
Take him to the pound, then I'll put them down with a pump, yeah
Swear I got the crown, and they want to taste of my funds, yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Damn, look where I started at
Me and my boys, we came too far, just to run it back
We play with toys, but not the ones that get your kid attached
The ones that be carbon black, we dump the mag, then double back
Don't come outside, I swear, I was born for this, demons gave me horns for this
Strings that cut your body, then show me where all your organs is
Super master really run the game like we executives
Now you crying to the king of the game 'cause we won't let you in