Mosey Lyrics

This right here, this for them 3 P'z

B.I.P my brother Mosey



Used to post up in them gangways on Farwell and Ashland

Me and Shotty skippin' classes, you and City ridin' past us

I remember them long nights, we was on bikes, had the hood sold up real tight

We was really livin' that street life, damn shorty I miss you

Wait, I think I need to cry, get the tissues

Wait, I don't mean to be sentimental, but

The pain I feel run deep as fuck so it gotta get out of my system

Now when I let it get out of my system, I be on a whole 'nother zone, Mose

Can't believe that you're gone, dude

You gon' always live on

Used to call you up on your phone

After Pappy died you was there for me

I was thirsty just to come home, put that chrome to a nigga dome

Used to stay sippin' on [?], takling about this when bro 'nem was on

There could never be another nigga like you, even if your ass had a clone, probably had to be real low

Told me:

"Never let them know your next move cause a nigga might tryna check you, might tryna get the best of you"

Told me:

"Always wear your heart on your sleeve, never let niggas see the rest of you

Be on point like a [?] cause these niggas thinking about stretchin' you

Keep your gun close to your right then watch the niggas to the left of you. Never get caught at the light, better watch the mirrors in your rear view, always gotta have a clear view, always gotta keep a member too"

Taught the gang how to stick together, we was really posted up in any weather

We was broke as fuck, we was sharing sweaters

Will I switch up? Never

I know shit might sound fucked up, but I know it gon' get better

I never ever seen a man cry 'til my mans died

I never understand why, probably why I get so damn high

Keep my head up to the sky, for the tears drop they'll be dried up

Pour a four I'm not even high now, pop a Perc as a reminder

Bullyvard bullies, come and find us

Play with Mosey name get you fired up, get you lined up

How you [?]

Ducking from the [?] right behind us

Lotta niggas say they was ridin'

I ain't seen a man since you died

But I'm still here down to slide

Catch a opp, that's a homicide

Man, I live and die in East Rogers

Swear to god it's an honour

I feel like Mosey, I [?]

Fuck around and crucify your body, nigga

Used to post up in them gangways on Farwell and Ashland

Made y'all get into it with Pappy, shit way bigger than the rappin'

I lost niggas that was factors, I lost niggas, super tragic

I swear my thoughts filled with madness

Sittin' in my heart I'm feeling savage, I wanna grab the automatic and go and let them niggas have it

Keep shooting them bullets, [?] rappin', until your body in a casket

I ain't duckin' no action

I'm a Mosey World 2 Pap Savage

I'm not even gotta do no actin', cause the gang be all about action, my nigga