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MAFIA (INSOMNIA)
- Head up in the mafia, fuck 'em up, insomnia
- Kickin' ass, it ain't lost to ya, there's a cost to love
- Motherfuckers wanna go and boss the thugs
- Can't trust you, no, you've lost our love
- She just wanna go to the mafia, the mafia
- Same thangs, no new changes, new faces, new nameless and faceless
- Hoes who think they can do great things the greatest
- But fakest hoes you've ever seen in yo' places
- And they go unseen, a killin' machine wit' Asics
- On a daily basis, when I was 16, I was obscene on Halloween
- Almost got my ass taken, ayy, girl, you can fake it
- But that don't mean you will make it, huh
- I guarantee you can get the green and come clean, but just sayin'
- Hoes ain't wanna face it or say it so drugs they takin'
- Makin' mistakes which get them in trouble on a basis
- Invisible cannibals in my life destined for greatness
- Hangin' wit' criminals, high speed chases
- And the world can make ya famous but it can take it
- Away from ya in a matter of seconds, winnin' these races
- Rhymes drop bars on pages, fuck 'em in they anus
- Anuses, fuck 'em up in Vegas, uh
- To be honest, my status is none of your concern, on the A List
- Hoes on the F List, the D List, patent, lies blatant
- Abandoned with no talent, it happens, it hasn't or haven't
- Happened but just imagine the action of yo' past actions
- The way you been actin' thinkin' you untouchable, it's laughable
- Incompatible, stumblin' on the actual words of yo' lines, of yo' raps
- Of yo' rhymes, it takes time, the inevitable
- Pain you'll feel multiple times, bitch, you may have muscles
- That don't mean you will not struggle
- Cash on me like Dubble Bubble, fuck you want? I fucked yo' uncle
- Make your whole damn world crumble, up in this tunnel
- Up wit' the mafia, up wit' the jungle
- We just so bad to ya, bitch, we done a couple
- Crimes and actions, yeah, I hustle and hustle
- In the rubble, I'm humble, if you wan' cause trouble
- Then suck dick and stumble, ayy, I found the pieces to the da puzzle
- Cash on me, no muzzle, bitch, this is a scuffle
- And you know I scoff when you think you are muscle
- And bitch, you know the leaves'll rustle
- Pull up wit't he mafia in a couple
- Seconds (seconds) your reference and preference
- What perfection is, seconds with a Heaven bitch
- A heavenly destiny in my dreams in sleep
- It's beauty, hoes truly can't do shit without me and Judy
- 'Cause I pick out these rubies for you and Uzi
- You go and betray me and think I don't care
- You say I was never there, ayy
- But let's go on and be fair, beware, prepared
- To launch hoes into despair, bitch, you cannot be repaired
- You know he, she, me, and we swear
- We won't fuck you up unless it is declared
- Vision impaired, bitch, we be squared
- Fucking with me won't get you and me spared
- Fucking with the gang, you can see glares
- When you walk past, you can see stares
- When your girl shakin' ass, hoes don't care
- And we won't, 'cause you ain't there
- It's a parade, a parade, uh
- Head up in the mafia, fuck 'em up, insomnia
- Kickin' ass, it ain't lost to ya, there's a cost to love
- Motherfuckers wanna go and boss the thugs
- Can't trust you, no, you've lost our love
- She just wanna go to the mafia, the mafia
- With the mafia, we got the thugs that'll be costin' ya
- 'Cause we offin' ya, the opps in ya
- The cops in ya, why y'all mockin' us?
- Smellin' the cologne off of ya
- But it's cheap as fuck, we be rockin' ya
- Hangin' with the mafia, this is some erotic love
- Bitch, you know we coppin' ya, we just keep scoffin', cuh
- Bitch, in the mafia, here we are bossin' ya
- We don't let no ho keep bossin' us
- Hoes get jealous and self conscious of they low self esteem
- The shelves we stockin', bruh
- Ayy, and hoes want the mag
- They want the stacks and racks
- Give 'em heart attacks like Blackjack
- When hoes talk that smack, smack
- Gettin' whacked, whacked, this ain't no hack, hack
- In my backpack pack, click clack clack
- Fuck with me, got in the bag, yeah
- Fuck you want, you a whole red flag, yeah
- This shit is wack, yeah, goddamn, got the MAC, yeah
- Makin' a comeback, yeah
- Up in the mafia, you know we attack, yaeh
- We backstab and brag 'bout us playin' tag
- Whip 'em keys, flash 'em keys 'til ya crack
- Fillin' in 'em gaps, wait a minute, it's a trap!
- Take the bait, where he at? Girls all up in my sack
- Goddamn, girl, take a goddamn drag
- Smoke a cigarette 'til yo' breathin' ragged
- She fuck with me, I cannot cut no slack
- Babygirl, you know this ain't Tag
- Ayy, we cannot be a team, I ain't got yo' back
- Babygirl, the fuck you on? We on them tracks
- And babe baby bae, please do not brag
- If you do, we might have to kick yo' ass
- Huh uh
- Head up in the mafia, fuck 'em up, insomnia
- Kickin' ass, it ain't lost to ya, there's a cost to love
- Motherfuckers wanna go and boss the thugs
- Can't trust you, no, you've lost our love
- She just wanna go to the mafia, the mafia
- Head up in the mafia, fuck 'em up, we on to ya
- Kickin' ass, 'cause we the boss of love, there's a cost to us, uh
- Motherfuckers wanna go and off the drugs
- Yeah, can't trust you, no, you've lost our trust
- And goddamn, she just wanna go to the mafia, the mafia
- The mafia, the mafia, ayy, ayy, the mafia, uh
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