The MSB - Quarantine Lyrics

Lyrics Quarantine - The MSB



Yea
Momma gave birth in the garden state
Where niggas walk up but might not walk away
Where niggas rock Timbs and a armored plate
Where if you don't watch your mouth you better Guard your face
For the young ones this ain't no normal place
Could of been on a few seasons of first 48
My cousin doin more time then I could ever take
That's why workin to catch a break and never catch a case
Look
Busy days got me out cold
Stressing over numbers like the Dow Jones
I'm tryna change my pockets that Ive out grown
I Went from city streets to a town home
I get the bag to bring back to the crib
I've learned to much to show the snakes how we live
Home body cuz that's where the wifey at
I got moves imma make but I only tell wifey that
Yea we playin war games and she copy that
All these other pussys out here just playin copycat
Y'all ain't gettin nothin from me except my jockey strap
Wrote down how to kill yourself and then said copy that
Don't stick your neck out they'll sever you
Niggas will try to get you sick to say they blessin you
I had Rats in my corner that I never knew
When they face me like a man they Peter petagrew
Wooo
Yea
Yea
Yea
I been on my commas And I'm stayin honest
You kno Me and drama Don't got much in common
I don't mess with karma I been prayin mama
I'm a goat but I can play with llamas
If They want smoke and I could spray it on them
They talk a lot but they don't want no problems
They romcom but I'm the thriller genre
I'm the captain of the team huh
They F with me like gasoline huh
2020 Shit we never seen huh
Real sicko I should be in quarantine huh
I'm touching down in the end zone
It's all family ain't no friend zone
Buddy buddy sound good but always end wrong
They signed up long run but misspelled it long gone
Gave you the right signals but they still left
Said they'd ride with you but it's grand theft
They transgress Each planned step so I plan next
To cut them off like abscess
And to black ball they access
They step to me I'll snap legs
And scratch necks like crack heads
This ain't no game I ain't playing with you
Don't make me turn this to a prayer vigil
This for the fakes and whoever stayin with you
Say you fake and have them other niggas say it with you
Yea
Yea
Yea
I been on my commas And I'm stayin honest
You kno Me and drama Don't got much in common
I don't mess with karma I been prayin mama
I'm a goat but I can play with llamas
If They want smoke and I could spray it on them
They talk a lot but they don't want no problems
They romcom but I'm the thriller genre
I'm the captain of the team huh
They F with me like gasoline huh
2020 Shit we never seen huh
Real sicko I should be in quarantine huh



Writer(s): Adrian Boeckeler


The MSB - Summer Sessions
Album Summer Sessions
date of release
24-09-2020




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