paroles de chanson Mission Statement - Vo , Redd , Arkh Zeus

So what you niggas wanna do?
What you niggas wanna do?
Tryna put on for my city, tryna put on for my crew
I got shorties tryna hit me, but that shit ain't nothing new
And the gang is always with me, and you know we rocking blue
Who is you?
Bitch I slid up out the womb with a motherfucking tool
Nigga test me, I'ma move, it ain't shit to break the rules
All my niggas do is win, we don't really ever lose
You with us or you with them? It ain't really hard to choose

I leave a lethal dose of poison in my pen when I write bars
So I apologize for any damage I might cause
Sike dog, I'll fuck around and body the mic dog
Night y'all, they sleeping, I'ma show 'em the hype dog
Roof ain't really moving, keep forgetting the top gone
Running through your team like this was Madden, I'm Marshawn
Heart's gone and I'm committing murder a lot
I hope they find a place in heaven for the beats that I rock

You are only judged
By the company you keep
I can't be no rookie
Cause I stay with the elites
Never overlook me
Bitch I'm steady packing heat
You ain't ready, ask my team
You can't fuck with my steez

I leave some ether in your ear it have you stuck in awe
I'm hitting everything, I told you I'ma bucket dog
She just want a wedding ring, fuck it I'ma cuffer dog
Brodie used to cut it soft, I think that shit rubbing off
Lil bitch don't get comfortable, might fuck around and cut ya off
I can't be your gyro babygirl, I'm never subbing dog
Blunts and all bitch, I'm super faded
Came from the bottom of the basement, how we underrated

I got solvents for them problems you causing
You out of pocket
And my brodie got the rocket, he don't really fuck with talking
Coming from the bottom, I ain't into being modest
I'm tryna cop that designer, put it in my momma closet
Dollars, I gotta get 'em, I gotta make them deposits
Flowing colder than oceans, I'm hoping I'm making commas
Presence is well respected, my blessings is feeling endless
Messages well accepted, I ain't worried 'bout the drama, on momma

You are only judged
By the company you keep
I can't be no rookie
Cause I stay with the elites
Never overlook me
Bitch I'm steady packing heat
You ain't ready, ask my team
You can't fuck with my steez