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Mozzy

Froze Up

 

Froze Up

(album: Slimey Individualz - 2019)


He a nerd, typa nigga never keep his word
Told my brother I'ma strip him if I see him first
Bought a 'partment for the posse, where we keep the word
I was playing step daddy while the bitch at work
Twerk, VVS has got the hoes alert
My organisation, no one control the turf
My star shooting guard, known to go berzerk
It wasn't that many years ago I was on the turf
Preach, I'm tryna keep my face off a shirt
I'm old school, I'm still running through bitches purse
The feelings hurt, I'm stealing work and they still at work
My metro went crazy when they needed purp
We shut Cragslist down
But bust down loud, don't make no sound
I'm in a lil town, tryna make my rounds
I got shooters in the lobby if shit go down

I got money that get made, plug on my phone
And them niggas been hiding 'cause they knowing that it's on
Another plate God made, in the foreigns we gon' race
Still going through pain, you can see it in my face
I just roll up, got it sold up
[?] that they know of
I just roll up, never float up
Got some shooters with and they never froze up

How [?]
Cooking, smoking every wood, ain't no purp in that
Fucking the next nigga bitch, I got a urge for that
Coulda been switched up, instead I can't be silent
Tryna put them drugs down but it's too hard to stop it
Ever since I made a name [?] hard to shop it
You niggas really bitches, what a fucking plot twist

Spent twenty thousand on a chain, what you know about it?
Know some niggas want me dead so I can't go without it
How that your nigga if he got caught and he told about it?
These days these niggas ain't living like that
Rented house, spend it all and I made it all back
Free my niggas out that system, they just tryna hold us back
And I don't wanna be a victim so I had to told her straight
And if I could do it again then I wouldn't say no

I got money that get made, plug on my phone
And them niggas been hiding 'cause they knowing that it's on
Another plate God made, in the foreigns we gon' race
Still going through pain, you can see it in my face
I just roll up, got it sold up
[?] that they know of
I just roll up, never float up
Got some shooters with and they never froze up

I'm still living in a rat race
Yeah, RIP to [?]
She work casino lobbies
And turn tricks while I [?]
I don't need nobody
I'm in this bitch solo
Valentinos with the fresh polo
Fed pulled me off the plane, had my bitch photo
We don't talk here, we pay to walk
Fuck a snitch, knock 'em off, let 'em lay in chalk

Playing raw serial number, we scratch it off
I'm tryna ball
That bag is soft
Got her feeling like she on a hype
Can't go no lower on the pack
Niggas know the price
My state of mind greasy when I'm on the hype
He say the world forgot about him so I rode a kite
Going hard on these bitches, nigga, I'm cold as ice
Dollar might finna paint the miles white

I got money that get made, plug on my phone
And them niggas been hiding 'cause they knowing that it's on
Another plate God made, in the foreigns we gon' race
Still going through pain, you can see it in my face
I just roll up, got it sold up
[?] that they know of
I just roll up, never float up
Got some shooters with and they never froze up

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