4 Da Mufti Lyrics

It's possible to have all this love for them, We love em to death, miss them every day, and to

the world

Real niggas is hard to come by, and what's right here, the circle we got, ain't nothing but

real niggas in love right here

And don't ever forget that

To the day we're told on, to the day we die

This is love forever

And all that's not wrong for me

And the family too

Bitch I gotta do this shit for my pops

And I've been thinking about you lately

Certain shit, it just amazes me

I can't go, can't let them play me

Some of the shit you taught, I stand on that

And they just think I'm crazy

Pop's words, don't run from no man, or treated like no baby

I ain't have respect for no man, had to earn that shit, but I got respect for you

And some of the fam be lame, pop out, show face, cause they feel they looking at you

Like why you couldn't stay around longer

You know that I smoke want to match, or get on my ass

They say anger like yo pops

Every time that I tweak, I'm known for the spaz

Even though I wanna see you soon, I'ma get up with you

Totin' this Glock or a fat XD

You know me, can't leave OG, bitch

Don't try to up and blast on my pops, I'ma dump that heat

Niggas a claim they keeping it P, but the rules go way back in the streets

Y'all niggas be messy

But ay, I'ma play foul, a nigga play foul with me

Swing that bat, go deep

Round of applause, tryna take a home run with me

And I steady just roll up the dodies, I'm missing my pops for sure

I'm tryna get out of the feelings

Might link with the brodies, these other lil niggas don't know me

Bitch I gotta do this shit for my pops

And I've been thinking about you lately

Certain shit, it just amazes me

I can't go, can't let em play me

Some of the shit you taught, I stand on that

And they just think I'm crazy

Pops words, don't run from no man or treated like no baby

Bitch I gotta do this shit for my pops

And I've been thinking about you lately

Certain shit, it just amazes me

I can't go, can't let em play me

Some of the shit you taught, I stand on that

And they just think I'm crazy

Pops words, don't run from no man or treated like no baby

You know, they'll try to claim it's love, then push you around no shove

And they done threw dirt on my name, I wash my hands with niggas

No dove

And don't get it confused

Not a street nigga im a hood baby, no thug