Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Am Such a Mobsta , by - Wiz Khalifa. Release date: 11.08.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Am Such a Mobsta |
| I am such a Mobsta |
| The Bible says «Ye shall prosper» |
| I am such a Mobsta |
| The Bible says «Ye shall prosper» |
| So come and bow down to royalty |
| Kiss both of my cheeks to show loyalty |
| The flow is ceremonial, the style of rituals so be cordial |
| And please act accordingly |
| This ain’t a legend or folklore |
| Chi-raq violence is real, not a Cold War |
| But in the streets call it coke wars |
| And do not open your mouth unless you spoke for |
| Please Father forgive me |
| I had to give him two to the kidney |
| Didn’t know that I was nice |
| Any night I perform like Rice — Jerry, Sydney |
| Ray too, hangin out with Windy City gratefuls |
| In the back of the club we play pool |
| Only real niggas cause they cool |
| And who did bids and didn’t snitch and stayed true |
| But now-a-days family come first |
| Shorties out here is gettin killed over turf |
| Well if the meek shall inherit the earth |
| Tell me why I gotta know what a hundred bricks is worth? |
| …Ah, flow so gorgeous |
| The coldest to ever touch a cordless |
| I’m on the streets Forbes List |
| And with the rhymes I’m divine like Osiris, Horus |
| It’s a clash of the titans |
| Warriors on the street blastin and fightin' |
| Seen it all, been a part of it all |
| Don’t get it twisted if I’m on a different path when I’m writin |
| I am such a Mobsta |
| The Bible says «Ye shall prosper» |
| I am such a Mobsta |
| The Bible says «Ye shall prosper» |
| Blowin loud by the quarter |
| Conversations about what’s up with a porter |
| We can sit down at the table, but first |
| You gotta kiss the pinky ring, it’s according to the order |
| My niggas show me how much to cut it with |
| And what to do when the kitchen was the workplace |
| Bring the pot over the stove to a boil |
| Comin out the crib smellin like burnt paste |
| As the Lord is my witness |
| I done seen so many end up on the hitlist |
| Shootin the car 'til it slow down |
| And now I see nothin but lifeless, stiffness, hit this |
| Three-eighty in the headset |
| Bricks in the dashboard and the door panels |
| Give me the ball nigga, hand check |
| Niggas can’t ball cause they got poor handles |
| So with a wave of the hand |
| I’ma gain green if I offer them work |
| Create a chain of command |
| Don’t try to talk to me unless you talk to him first |
| …In God we trust |
| And it ain’t another Mob like us |
| Pocket full of eightballs on the bus |
| To undercovers I say what’s up in the truck |
| Whole team full of bravado |
| Gettin money since niggas that wore Movado |
| Rollin in a Cadillac El Dorado |
| Bubble Lexus or the all-black Tahoe |
| Why? |