Mob Ties

[Verse 1: Doughboy Roc]
My third day home, I bought a couple K's
I only use this phone when I'm bout to make some plays
Fuckin' with the dog, ask my nigga dave
This shit deeper than rap I'ma take it to my grave
I took the hard way, Penny
But no I don't like you nigga, I ain't friendly
Niggas in trouble, I didn't even reach my peak
300 grams, that shit gone in bout a week
I ball nigga, with a tall nigga, he don't shoot jumpers
He just tote thumpers, a soldier for real
Ya'll niggas talk, my niggas murder for real
I'm squeezing first, Jordan next to shoot
Walk with me I show you how to execute

[Chorus: Doughboy Roc]
This for my niggas selling bows, and flipping pies
Hitting licks, and robbing guys
This for my niggas selling bows, and flipping pies
Hitting licks, and robbing guys
You see its savage when you look in my eyes
I'm connected I got mob ties
You see its savage when you look in my eyes
I'm connected I got mob ties

[Verse 2: Doughboy Roc]
I'm out every night, I can't help it, I love drinking
Boy you fucked up, I don't know what you was thinkin'
These niggas sinkin', they need a lifeline
Meanwhile I'm strappin' baby you know [?]
Free [?] and my cousin june
I ain't never stole shit if anything I took it
Tryna walk a straight line but these niggas crooked
No Mercy round my way cause they ain't fed us
Bitch I money get, plus I head bust
You understand what they'll do for a measly band?
Stop playing that's why I keep the heat stick
Cause these streets sick
You'll never be shit, and me I'ma be rich
Ball and still play defense
Ball and still play defense

[Verse 3: Payroll Giovanni]
Its just business, that's what I keep telling myself
Got tired of the middleman, went and mailed it myself
If I got money on that truck I'ma trail it myself
If my face wasn't so hot, I'd sell it myself
Dime status, I got a Versace and dime habit
Didn't shit come overnight, I had to spend time at it
I'ma hustler, you a motherfuckin' clown
I'm LOL nigga, loaded off loud
Riding down 7 mile but to scoop up Quis then pull up on Kidd while on the phone with [?]
A nigga gotta go, fuck him, he gon get his soon
Right now we counting cash, bro don't let a soul in this room
We on that mob shit heavy, you lil niggas petty
Connect knew I was real from the first day he met me
OGs respect me, this 40 gon protect me
BYLUG mob ties cross us it get deadly

[Chorus: Doughboy Roc]
This for my niggas selling bows, and flipping pies
Hitting licks, and robbing guys
This for my niggas selling bows, and flipping pies
Hitting licks, and robbing guys
You see its savage when you look in my eyes
I'm connected I got mob ties