[Intro]
Yo
Mobile
Ha, Kamaru
GRIP
[Verse]
Hate the way I love my style
A type like it now
So rich I leave the opposition opposing each other in, denial
Tore the pussy up, so good
Had her on my leg like the grip on the hip, chill
Respect those who never abandon the ship
Huey Newton, new grip
Well come along, stand strong
I’m a star builder
Member of the greatest guild
Each hand wield a sword like Gilgamesh (True)
I said “I’m the nicеst to never turn up dead” (Facts)
And if I diеd, then probably it would make sense (Why?)
Since God favors, the valiant
Drowning in your dread
Immortal imported for us
To watch (?)
Got more in common than twins
Won’t carry the burden yet
Still playing to win
Loop so ill, chill
It don’t even need drums
The other night I was bopped off that Henny raw
Trying not to push the petty
Life will chew you up like gum
I’m not him, the only one
Sharp shooting in the gym, check
Hayabusa, Obi Wan
What’s a hero? Every time the villain wins
Is it wind me up? Or wipe me down?
Voodoo doctors calling shots
Evasive maneuvers
I’m dodging cops
On pervasive tutors
Don’t let things get up out our head like tumors
Cancer at the root
Corrode the whole roof if not tended to, true
I found proof that all good things
Come to a end
When I bit that sour fruit
RX93
With the front fan funnels
Burrowed through every tunnel
In a Lincoln, through something
Of the same name
Face forward with full force
I’m all about my ‘M’s nigga
Mastery, mediation, and meditation
Arrive at the summit like conclusions
Distributing improper verdicts
Who you fooling?
Walking after dropping a body
If your set got an azul tint
Fronted by the city, what you think?
If they ran amok (nigga)
As far as I perceive
My whole range been on the brink
Been feeling I
Would inevitably sink
Unfortunately
You not my shawty, you thick
No contact
Ever between eyes, don’t wink
Kamaru style, don’t blink, yo
Words of Kahlua
I’m killing you all (facts)
Said it once, can’t stall
Can’t settle for a stalemate (true)
Cheese doesn’t make you great
I ain’t passed away, yo
Passed your limit when I pop in
With the Central smell
You want the top spot, I want all five (All of it!)
Well, plant a mind inside your hive just like a seed
Fall behind, you not fam, I plan to leave, nigga
Black figures hidden like the Leaf
Chidori is all you achieve when you hit your peak
Reduce you to your bone, rare like the steak
Everything I think is S-class (?)
That much is certain
Nothing ‘bout you grants a pass
Your village quest is never urgent
I will whoop your ass
Popping out like special effects, with a purpose
Front row Ronin face the face, with the curtains
Like a battle and my demons
Fuck you talking ‘bout?
Dawg equipped the courage
You niggas chatting stout
Bout the four course and feast to stop doubting me
Every day I struggle just to be less cowardly
Can’t afford to
When the fam hungry
Can’t afford to
Have a starting contest, with a Gorgon girl
Medusa and the media trying to mass produce the plot
Without the mobiles who (?) lots
Niggas off they rock
I was black, (?), you was in range
For rebellion from the grips, devil
From the start ‘til them finish, I could only rebel (only)
I don’t got no rivals (none)
Just my (?) and niggas who was wishing
They could joust with us
Engulfed by my resolution
Only seas setting sail as the only true solution
If I gave you niggas a hook, what would you do with it?
Memorize it?
Never ever internalize it?
Niggas stop your bullshit
Niggas chatting when they see me
Catch a full clip of these 16s
Reinforced with black knuckles, catch the cream
You ain’t ever see me when I dream, I never lean
Hoverboard when I pull up, juxtaposed
With the whole team
Nigga
[Outro]
You hate the way I love my style
A type like the now so rich
Leave the opposition opposing each other in denial
You hate the way I love my style, yeah
A type like the now so rich
Leave the opposition opposing each other in denial, wow
Wow
BLS
What’s good?
Alone Throughout Heaven and Earth
Shit man
It’s a long time coming
What up (?)?!
Mobile was written by AKAI SOLO.
Mobile was produced by Black Luther Soldier.