Outro Songtext
von A‐One

Never had a bitch change her mind before we take off
Never satisfied, this a bond we never break off
I remember them days I really had to cop the soft
Had the bitch drivin′ back to back just to get it off
Now I got the bitch on the plane just to get it off
Manchester, Brum Town, we done did it all
I came back 'cause these other niggas fallin′ off
Bricks goin' for the sixteen, I'm just tryna ball
Still all in, I′m just walkin′ out the door
Had to leave the lil' bitch, she was hatin′ on the low
Mob-affiliated, I'm a don on you hoes
Whippin′ so much dope, you can smell it on my clothes (Uh)
Still got the rocks for the two for ten
Fuckin' with the straight knocks that′ll kill a man
Dopest coke, yeah, I'm hated by many men
This nigga talk too much, he tryna turn it in


Uh, yeah
Feel like I seen my nig' just the other day
Rest in peace Street Knowledge, rest in peace JA
Rest in peace Fat Kid, rest in peace Mac Dre
We gon′ keep it lit for the cutties like every day
Bitch want the powder so I gave her the dollar
We still sendin′ bitches that quick
It ain't ever been nothin′ for Gang
Starr to make a bitch do a backflip
I'm still livin′ what the song say
I mobb talk when you know this shit is true mob
This the outro, you know I had to do my job
Niggas shittin' on theyself, now you gotta clean up
Whips still look good, fresh out the cleaners
You better hold yourself together ′fore you gotta re-up
Fresh boy off the foil, now your boy a tweaker
Fresh boy off the foil, now your boy a tweaker
I'm a real mob nigga, I don't need a tweaker (Mobb)