Mrno - Xvii (Seventeen) Lyrics

(Moreno on the beat hoe)
(It's david on the beat hoe)
(Yung Dza made the beat hoe)
And i been thinking a lot about shit
That be always surrounding my mind
I don't waste time
Always ahead cause i don't stay behind
Rhymes circuling inside
But what you think ?
You gotta work 'fore you live like a king
Don't put your guard down inside of the ring
Don't get it twisted i say anything
Don't need no bitch cause i'm occupied
There's more than one thinking that i died
Well let's take it back
We starting from scratch and once again
Not telling no lies
(Yeah)
Everyday is just the same thing
And it was tough don't know where i'm staying
I don't know if you know what i'm saying
But replay the hoe to the stars i'm aiming
And i come back to the same flow
And you stupid bitches always talk fosho
And now i let bodies hit the floor
And shit gets tense when the shots go off
Like i go off i close the door
Another more it's like before
An answer for man Salvador
It's free you man 'till it's backwards
(Woah)
(You know what it is hoe)
(You know what it is hoe)
(You know what it is hoe)
I'm starting the engine i'm running i'm stunning
It's every day things when i'm bumpin' i'm bumpin'
I'm bumpin' moreno is hot on the block
The demi the glock like nicki minaj
I put it unlocked shit's hard as a rock
I'm painting the chalk around bodies get marked
As soon as you get to the scene like you blockbuster
No witness cause no body saw
And no body heard and no body knows
And that's why you see me all up in my shows
I got a f*cked up past and it shows
But there's things that keep me moving on
If i wasn't here i would've been done
But i'm still alive and still i'm not gone
It hasn't been fun i'm gripping a gun
I say that i won but you know i'm not dumb
Back then i used to be looking for plates
Back then i used to be working all day
And not that long i just went up the stairs
Now everybody be doubting me fake
Whatever you take got nothing to lose
A car with no brakes ain't no stopping soon
Contrasting us two there's nothing alike
One of us is way better on the mic
Complete complete the mission
Sticky fingers dirty hands in my region
I'm here to beat the system
I always got that rhythm
Whole lotta bitches that throwing it back
All you mad rappers are always gon' lack
Whole lotta money 3k on my right
I don't keep talking i'm straight to the facts
(Moreno on the mother f*cking beat hoe)
(Coming up coming up)
(Coming up coming up)
(Coming up coming up)
Give me 5 minutes to prove you mother f*ckers can't compete
I need 4 drinks with 3 blunts and 2 bitches here next to me
Give me 1 hour to elevate and not come back down here
That's on me seventeen and you better get that clear
Give me 5 minutes to prove you mother f*ckers can't compete
I need 4 drinks with 3 blunts and 2 bitches here next to me
Give me 1 hour to elevate and not come back down here
That's on me seventeen and you better get that clear