Mobby Rosas - Keep Ita Bill

I'm a product of the tranches, drinking 40's on benches
Caught a reputation when I yanked it, holding on wrenches (brrrt)
We did e'ry thing from fist fights to wood bats and big knives (I'm yanking)
22's and 44's sneak out the door by midnight (we out)
You suckers ain't from war zones y'all goofy when the war on (goofy dog)
When funkin' trunk is too far, keep it in ya car door dog (you slippin')
Leave 'em leaking like a fountain, gator bit and snapped on 'em (bow-bow-bow)
Pigs seen me, toss the yikee 'case they double back on us
I was only 13 when I got my first hand yappa
Young goon, pistol in my pocket and a train hopper (aye)
I can't fucking stand coppers, plead the 5th don't speak to pigs
These crackers out here beating kids, get vacay like deeds they did (what the fuck)
Red guard lifestyle, I ain't finna put my pipes down (fuck that)
'Til they overthrow the system, cuz the shit ain't fucking right now
They ain't finna take my guns away (nope) if ICE pull up its Andale (bow-bow-bow)
We shoot at heads not underneath, and yank on feds I'm from the Bay (Berkeley)
Keep it a bill, keepin' it real (it's real life)
This for the gangsters don't get, killed in the field (stay up)
Keep it a bill, keepin' it real (it's real life)
You from the jungle then you, feel how I feel (it's hard)
Keep it a bill (100 feel me) keepin', it real (it's real life yadada)
This for the gangsters don't get, killed in the field (stay up)
Keep it a bill (100 feel me) keepin' it real (it's real life yup)
You from the jungle then you, feel how I feel (it's hard)
Half my partners dope fiends on crystal meth or codeine (cluckers)
Always down to hit a lick and split it, shit we know C.R.E.A.M. (run it)
Had iron sights, no beam, thought prison life was for me
'Til I found another way wish I could show to all my homies (I wish I could)
Make sure he know its possible, like governments crumbling (it's happenin')
That shit is more than probable (yadada) they runnin' shit corruption (aye blood ay blood)
Shit is evident in every single president, can't hide it we see evidence (Trump)
Now tell me who you represent, the one percent (kill 'em)
Fuck the elephant and donkey, reading got me woken up (woke)
Broke as fuck, it's time to eat I'm bulkin' up, loc'n up
Smokin' blunts, choking, pouring sludge in my soda cups
Roll it up, snort it up, ain't ever saying no to drugs (pass that)
Hope somebody notice us, I used to wanna hang myself
I used to hate myself and blame the world for all the pain I felt
Life chewed and spit me out, it beat my ass and pin me down
Pray thanks to God for all he bless me with to win this round (amen)
Keep it a bill, keepin' it real (it's real life)
This for the gangsters don't get, killed in the field (stay up)
Keep it a bill, keepin' it real (it's real life)
You from the jungle then you, feel how I feel (it's hard)
Keep it a bill (100 feel me) keepin', it real (it's real life yadada)
This for the gangsters don't get, killed in the field (stay up)
Keep it a bill (100 feel me) keepin' it real (it's real life yup)
You from the jungle then you, feel how I feel (it's hard)

Written by:
Robinson Rosas

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