Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stay Over There, artist - Mozzy. Album song 1 Up Top Ahk, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Mozzy
Song language: English
Stay Over There |
Conversation with God, pray I make it out the slums |
Granny fell apart when they gave her baby dub |
I just fell out with my nigga, tried to play me for some crumbs |
Death before dishonory, for real is fake as fuck |
Half a eight in the cup, fell asleep on the gwala |
It get murky in these waters, blood be wit piranhas |
And we don’t do the drive by’s, we on feet wit the llama |
Pick him off, drop the yicki off and meet at my momma’s |
They say the vehicle description was a purple Impala |
My lil nigga eatin, he just murder for commas |
And Hi-Points is for dorks you couldn’t learn it in college |
Understand how I live when niggas squirt up ya cottage |
We servin' the 'cotics, it killed me when they murdered my patna |
Dirt on the yoppa, you know we put in work wit the yoppa |
I’m nervous around you, they say you on that work lil patna |
I ain’t seen it, but I heard somethin bout it, stay over there lil patna |
And we was only tryna make a way |
They say the good die young, the good die young |
I’m tryna go another way |
They told us spread love like the Brooklyn way |
But where I come from all we do it take |
And we was only tryna make a way |
Conversation with the Devil, told the boy 'I'm a rebel' |
Told the boy, 'It's whatever' |
Made it outta that shit, hoe nigga I’m clever |
And we gone see how quick a bitch fold, we won’t let up |
Let that bitch Nina Ross gone kiss 'em |
I only got six shots left, I won’t miss 'em |
Give a fuck if your bitch ridin', she get popped with 'em |
Nah, we don’t give no fucks, not even a little |
Catch em at the light, camera face, how I did 'em |
Plug just hit my phone, A-Boogie how I get 'em |
You know right or wrong, lil nigga |
I’m slidin' with 'em, lil nigga |
The fire with 'em, lil nigga |
We tryna end them lil niggas |
And we was only tryna make a way |
They say the good die young, the good die young |
I’m tryna go another way |
They told us spread love like the Brooklyn way |
But where I come from all we do it take |
And we was only tryna make a way |
I ain’t lookin' for no nigga, 'cause I’m scrapin' |
By the time they started showing love, I realized it was fake |
Will I ever catch a break? |
I bet it’s never what they say |
My block been mighty hot, I think the Devil on his way |
Glock .40, 30 shots, I brought a shovel for a snake |
Know nothin' 'bout no murder, don’t know shit about your case |
It’s death before dishonor with them burners to my face |
I’m out here slidin' with no learners, throwin' pistols in the lake |
They told me make a way, I loaded clips and bitch I baked a cake |
Ain’t no turtle beat no rabbit in no street race |
See, I might leave you with your life but I’m gonna take the safe |
And motherfuck a finish line, we ain’t got no brakes |
And we was only tryna make a way |
They say the good die young, the good die young |
I’m tryna go another way |
They told us spread love like the Brooklyn way |
But where I come from all we do it take |
And we was only tryna to make a way |