Lyrics Last Drill - Young Mezzy , June , Mozzy Twin , Mozzy

Momma, you raised a motherfucking monster
I was like 12 first time I bought a yappa
Needed [?] shells motherfucker kept locking
I needed [?] shells that motherfucker kept locking
We don′t do no talking that ain't part of the option
If you don′t do no flocking you ain't part of this posse
I ain't gotta do the drill I just purchased the body
He ain′t log on facebook like they for certainly got him
Had to move out, couldn′t be a burden for momma
Heard the homies in the neighbourhood be serving my momma
30 on llama, whole lotta dirt on the llama
I know this ain't the way you raised me I ain′t perfect on momma

When this blood gone spill
Cold summers the blood gone spill
I told god this gone be the last drill
But I know he don't believe me cause I′m still up in the field
And god you made me who I is
But you ain't made me who I turned out to be
And god you made me who I is
But you ain′t made me who I turned out to be
I made a monster out of me

Hell gang mozzy up now fuck next up
Momma used to wait on EBT until her check come
Make the fool last every day until the next month
Smoke away the pain niggas know I'm to the neck with it
Pull up to the telly mandatory cause the check in it
You ain't got a body what′s his name it′s time to check niggas
Real recognize real this shit you can't handle
When the lights went off we was sleeping by the candles
Heat the house with the stove while she cooking over breakfast
Dad died when I was young wish he was here with some answers
Living to kill again I′m a young black cancer
Just living to kill again I'm a young black cancer

When this blood gone spill
Cold summers the blood gone spill
I told god this gone be the last drill
But I know he don′t believe me cause I'm still up in the field
And god you made me who I is
But you ain′t made me who I turned out to be
And god you made me who I is
But you ain't made me who I turned out to be
I made a monster out of me

Like why you niggas so violent
All ya'll do is promote violence
Pull up and then you firin′
I can′t lie this funk shit get tirin'
But welcome to our environment
Hella extra sounds and sirens
You don′t want to live like this
Man I was birthed in this
So I thug like this
You niggas ain't nothing like this
Ain′t even close to something like this
Ya'll ain′t cut like this
And all that planning get you killed right away
It's like I'm trying to find a ride to find myself
But you know I′m a find a way
But I don′t even know these days
I switch my routes cause they was leading to a grave
My life going through a maze
I'm just trying to maintain

When this blood gone spill
Cold summers the blood gone spill
I told god this gone be the last drill
But I know he don′t believe me cause I'm still up in the field
And god you made me who I is
But you ain′t made me who I turned out to be
And god you made me who I is
But you ain't made me who I turned out to be
I made a monster out of me