Mobby Rosas - Day One (feat. Mike Laz & Makyva) Lyrics

Even on my worst days, I'm still grinding 'til I fall
'Til the street lights on, serving knocks in the cold
I can't help it, if I seem a bit alone
Since the paper been coming in I been cutting off the loads
Watch how you move around me I got it tucked one me
I usually keep the peace but niggas tryna test always
No we can't kick it like FILA, if you not bout a bag
I'm investing all my time into the checks only, yeah
As a baby I was protected by a crack dealer
The ones who raised me were protected by a crack dealer
In front my granny face when he got smacked zilla
Ever since I could remember I been hearing gats drilling (Doot-doot-doot)
Blasting llamas, asked my mama "what's the noise?" when they was shooting
Told me "stacks of bricks getting dropped" shit was stupid (Stupid)
Lil' snotty nose, watching thugs copping butterfly doors
Blocking roads, flossin' dumb and stopping San Pablo (Skrrt)
When I stayed in the spot in the frost, right on five four (Ice city)
54th street, get the coarse scene of my life though (Cut throat)
So of course me keep a short piece and a rifle (Ruger)
Product of my environment, love the thugs, f*ck the five o' (pigs)
Hanging in them jets did a number on a younin' (Yeah)
Seeing slanging in them steps, kept a thumper on this youngin' (One up top)
It be mainey in the set, hear the thunder when it's funkin' (Bah-bah)
Can't blame me for the stress on grandmother from my thuggin'
Seen Tec-9s under couch cushions, all my partners mane they was out pushin'
I was sleeping in the trap house couldn't get a blanket, f*ck it noddin' out cousin
Doing murders just for the clout, wasn't even necessary that's town thuggin'
All my role models is down busting at pigs, put 'em in the ground rotten
They say you hang around the barber shop you finna get a cut
You hang around the hood, you finna get a gun
Most of us die or see prison at least once
Feel like we been set up for this shit since day one
Even on my worst days, I'm still grinding 'til I fall
'Til the street lights on, serving knocks in the cold
I can't help it, if I seem a bit alone
Since the paper been coming in I been cutting off the loads
Watch how you move around me I got it tucked one me
I usually keep the peace but niggas tryna test always
No we can't kick it like FILA, if you not bout a bag
I'm investing all my time into the checks only, yeah
Big bag got them checks on me (Checks on me)
I been f*cking with a bag since a lil' homie (Since a lil homie)
Remember late nights creepin' on the avenue (Avenue)
I can't worry 'bout a nigga I got problem too (Got problem too)
Can't wait to get my mother out the struggle (Out the)
Difference between me and you, I gotta hustle
I been on my way up kicking flavor (Flavor)
Young nigga wake up get ya paper (Paper)
Past steady knocking on my door like I owe them shit (Like I owe you)
I got a 30 round clip that a pay that tic' (bow)
Don't bother me unless you got a lot of graves and shit
Ain't no Medicaid nigga ain't no waving shit (Ain't no waving)
Hold up, where the bag before we start
I was raised cold like never have a heart
I been with my sins tryna vibe in the dark
If you walked in my shoes you'll be dead from the start
Ain't no basic nigga, money on my mind I cant ever play with ya
I been on my grind, kick flip skating nigga
Don't hate the player hate the game
'Cause everybody know thats how it's made
Told my niggas I'ma get it f*ck perpitrating with critics (Yah)
Basic ass niggas don't understand how we living
This my life real shit, you can't imitate (Can't imitate)
This the type of shit you face when you elevate, even on my
Even on my worst days, I'm still grinding 'til I fall
'Til the street lights on, serving knocks in the cold
I can't help it, if I seem a bit alone
Since the paper been coming in I been cutting off the loads
Watch how you move around me I got it tucked one me
I usually keep the peace but niggas tryna test always
No we can't kick it like FILA, if you not bout a bag
I'm investing all my time into the checks only, yeah