Los Santos Customs

[Intro: DJ Mykael V]
God Always!
Yall already know indie tribe save lives
And sad people make dope music
So make sure when you talk to me
You talk to me nice
You heard?

[Verse 1: Mogli the Iceburg]
Yeah I’ve been broke and rich
But I ain’t talkin bout my net worth
Used to stay up every night
And rap until my throat hurt
I work hard
So you can’t say I don’t deserve it
If I didn’t hit you back
I guarantee you it’s on purpose yeah
All my life, been on the outside
You can doubt me now
But there won’t be no next time
Something’s coming over me
What’s that you’re showing me?
I’ve been so prone to be
Depressed and lonely, yeah
Independent
Starts to wear on my heart, soul, and mind
The way I’m livin
Is not sustainable most of the time
Boy who you kiddin?
I need help to get me through it
I got power in the spirit
And I know that He gon’ do it yeah
Things come together if you give it time
Yeah, things come together if you give it time

[Verse 2: Parris Chariz]
Slick I got back to the block (Block)
Jiggas fake as a 3 dollar ben (Okay)
Keep the Lord by my side like a stick (What)
For my God I pop collars instead (Yeah)
Ain’t no reason to show how I live (Nah uh)
Every verse I'm gone keep it a bill (Yeah)
Every beat is hearse in the pen
All this heat I hope satan prepared
We gotta eat off energy
Hogging the hall I bout tall as the ceiling be
Calling my dawg I want war wit the enemy
Wrote her a bar n she thought it was Hennessy (Huh)
Slick as an iceberg
Never could doubt that (Nah)
But keep 300 but this ain't Chrysler (Chrysler)
They wasn't even bout that (Wow)
Look, big dawg P for pricey (Uh huh)
I don't expect they like me (Right)
World 4 5 or indict me (Uh huh)
But they know my price like kelly (Cash)
2Pac taught makaveli (Uh huh)
Whole squad got my celly (Hello)
God got the team on ready (Yeah)
Gotta feed the ones that fed me
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