Lyrics: Mo Lotto
Music: Mo Lotto
It’s Mo Lotto
I put my team on my back and you forfeited
Talkin my shit through the mic Cuz I bought the shit
223 rounds in this clip and it’s legal
I’m not a killer take care of my people
I need a 600 Benz and a RaRRi
THC flowing all inside my body
Bitch if it’s up then it’s stuck
Like the sun
I’m known to go get it and don’t ask for none
People want respect but the shit earned
Wake up and roll up and smoke on this herb
My momma keep asking me why I keep smoking so much
I said momma it Coolin my
Nerves
This PTSD got me buggin the way the I cope
I keep thumbin through hundreds
They used to talk down on my name
Now they open their eyes now I’m up all the sudden
This energy free flowing
Got to get In tune when your chosen
3rd eye wide open
Not poppin no Percies that bogus
I’m eating some shroomies
You already know this
I’m high but I keep rollin
Big planes no blunt smokin
Just listen and focus
Save more than you spend when you got it
You can’t level up in life
without the tool and that’s profit
Young prophet with profits
Graduated college young black and I’m rich and I got it
Sacrifice my life
You don’t live it twice
They goin to hate me
They hated Jesus Christ
It’s stuck in your noggin
Run round The city
You know I’m not joggin
They love when you down
But hate when you up
We make bread in our sleep so you know we not starvin.
I put my team on my back and you forfeited
Talkin my shit through the mic Cuz I bought the shit
223 rounds in this clip and it’s legal
I’m not a killer take care of my people
I need a 600 Benz and a RaRRi
THC flowing all inside my body
Bitch if it’s up then it’s stuck
Like the sun
I’m known to go get it and don’t ask for none