| Yeah yeah back like I never left
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| Like I forgot something something Fabby
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| Speak ya mind lil bruh huh what you say player
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| Learn how to cheat us around here they don’t play fair
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| Growing up I was like why we stay here
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| It was cool shopping yeah I never made it to Bayfair
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| Straight to Ross had to scoop eight pair of jeans
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| That’s after switching the tag I was a teen
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| Sad cause I was missing my dad know what I mean
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| Stan but I switched it to Fab
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| In the mirror now and days trying to pick out these gray hairs
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| Still in the hood so it’s okay yeah
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| Trying to leave the game but my heart say stay here
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| Dangerous in the hood but I feel so safe here
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| Bout to jump back into rap and take my crown
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| Five year hiatus but I’m back now
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| Shout out to boy Mozzi he hold Sac down
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| I pulled up in that Mazi representing the town
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| Give me a pen and a pad let me right my wrongs
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| Straight to the lab took my life to songs
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| I grew up asking momma why the lights ain’t on
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| Nigga trying to live cause life ain’t long
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| One Mob M.O.B my other brother so close with my nig
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| You swore we had the same mother
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| You swore we had the same mother M.O.B my other brother
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| Shout out DJ Fresh blessing the track
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| I wake up every morning it be missing the jack
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| One Mob M.O.B my other brother so close to G feel you swore we had the same
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| mother
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| Fuss and fight like siblings but we still here
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| Mama dead she gone but look she still here
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| Everything she taught mt still fresh in my mind
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| You could have twenty twenty and be blind
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| You can be blind and still read the signs
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| Gotta listen truth will be revealed in time
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| So I pay attention man to the moves and methods
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| If you don’t pay attention you can lose the lesson
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| I was born like this I ain’t choose this blessing
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| I just had to mature so I can use my essence
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| Stay away from the fake cause them fools pathetic
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| And stay forever after bread food and letters
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| Give me a pen and a pad let me right my wrongs
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| Straight to the lab took my life to songs
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| I grew up asking momma why the lights ain’t on
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| Nigga trying to live cause life ain’t long
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| One Mob M.O.B my other brother so close with my nig
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| You swore we had the same mother
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| You swore we had the same mother M.O.B my other brother
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| I’m trying to live I know life ain’t long
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| Imagine living in the crib where the lights ain’t on
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| So cold for the heat we had to light that stove
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| Me and my brother no cover on the floor that’s wrong
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| We was always home alone ma’s always gone
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| Pops wasn’t a rolling stone but had to roll em with stars
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| But every dollar with powder it went right in his nose
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| Dear heavenly father help him right his wrong
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| Cause Lord knows when you hide shit you might just fall
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| When you’re going down in pastime you just get lost
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| Whenever times got hard time to get soft
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| Pack it up and hit the block and try to get this salt
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| Napkin in the pad help me ease my thoughts
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| Choppin game with my daughter cause she needs them talks
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| I ain’t never wanna asking why the lights ain’t on
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| I been through it so I always put my life in song
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| Give me a pen and a pad let me right my wrongs
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| Straight to the lab took my life to songs
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| I grew up asking momma why the lights ain’t on
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| Nigga trying to live cause life ain’t long
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| One Mob M.O.B my other brother so close with my nig
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| You swore we had the same mother
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| You swore we had the same mother M.O.B my other brother
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| M.O.B my other brother
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| M.O.B my other brother |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song One Mob, artist - Mistah F.A.B.. Album song The Tonite Show with Mistah F.A.B., Pt. 3: Live from 45, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп