Will T - Mamba Lyrics

Can't go out like that
Naw no way
You gonna make me
Turn back to my old ways
I'm not worried bout them
They some no names
I just want the bands baby
I just need that cold play
Poppin ace of spades
With some Rose
We gonna get the room gassed up
With the propane
Baby I just want the commas
I'm just tryna ball
Rest In Peace to Mamba

81 Points in this joint
I'm a problem
I come from the highway
Where it's hotter then a sauna
Grindin 24/8
And I put that on my mamma
If they wanna sleep
They can stay in their pajamas
Tuck them into bed
I left her on read
You are not a threat
I can't even sweat
Coming for your head
Competitions dead
Earned stripes of respect
Had to take the steps
Damn that escalated
I was down bad
So I had to elevate it
Think it's my time
I take it I been hella patient
It's a celebration
So we getting hella faded
Kobe fade-away
I score at will
With no hesitation
I've been in the lab
To perfect my craft
Now they jumpin ship
Hopping on my raft
Tweet like Rev Run
When I take a bath
Preaching to the mass
Straight facts
You don't gotta ask
Gettin numbers
Like a bar code
Yeah they know my name
When I walk into Wells Fargo
Not a actor
But I had to play my part though
In this world
Either eat or you will starve bro
So don't worry bout my team
Cause I swear we straight
If you just now getting hip
You already late
Got my pockets on a safe
Gave myself a raise
Got this new flame on the way
I can't even wait
DOA