Lil Mosey – Posed To Lyrics
[Hook]
Ayy, grip it stay with it like I’m posed to
Rose grill, freezer, spreading coastal
Baby, fuck with me for your old dude
And I be flossing cause I’m new school
I be chasing …
[Hook]
Ayy, grip it stay with it like I’m posed to
Rose grill, freezer, spreading coastal
Baby, fuck with me for your old dude
And I be flossing cause I’m new school
I be chasing …
[Verse: Katie Torwalt]
The Spirit of the Lord is upon me
I’m anointed to bring hope
The promise fulfilled in a moment
We’re still watching it unfold
There’s good news for the captive
A proclamation for …
[Verse 1: Nate Moore]
I look around and all I see
Are burning buildings, barren trees
Hopelessness is starting to wreak havoc
Son of Man, I know You see
The deepest depth unknown to me
You …
[Intro: Baby Bash]
I-yi-yi, I-yi-yi, remix, Unda Dogg
Uncockblockable
Paul Wall, Unda Dogg, Paul Wall
[Chorus: Baby Bash, Mac Dre]
‘Cause we uncockblockable
Fuck what it cost, we just rock the shows
‘Cause we uncockblockable
This music marijuana …
[Verse 1]
My homie asked me how every has been and I wanna tell him but I don’t know where to start
There’s random days I can physically feel my family fade …
[Intro]
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Cops still killin’ niggas in real life
Signed a deal for eight figures in real life
Threeway, model bitches, in real life
I done been around the world so many times
That’s real life
Real life, real
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s gon be ups and downs for a real nigga
Tryna make a dollar out of a nickel
All the haters see that we gettin’ money
The whole Taylor Gang ringin’ bells
Ten toes down, in the Chanel
Oh hate me, go check the timе, flooded out my AP
I ain’t got time, they ain’t ‘tryna pay mе
Jumped in the Porsche, and the new Mercedes
Did a song with Beyoncé and JAY Z
So many sacrifices, this ain’t happen overnight
Puttin’ that work in real life
I spent a M on this ice
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Cops still killin’ niggas in real life
Signed a deal for eight figures in real life
Threeway, model bitches, in real life
I done been around the world so many times
That’s real life
Real life, real
[Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]
Me and my brothers countin’ up a million, in real life
I remember we was marchin’ through the field, in the night
Had Glocks, we was posted outside all day
When my dawg got out the court, I put him in tennis chain
We was stackin’ up the chicken, I counted up ten a day
I’ve been ballin’ real life, give a fuck what a nigga say
We real life trap, the packs was in the bay
Double R, floor matte and the new Bentayg’
Fuck up cheese, ayy
We was slidin’ in a ‘Rari on the freeway
She want a threeway on a C-day
I told her eat the dick up like a cheat day
We havin’ her homegirls inside the PJ
Panoramic views, on her everytime she look up
Gangsta real life, none of these niggas ever shook us
Got a couple million put up
And I still shine when I pull up
Bitch, I came from the bottom, put the whole damn hood on
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Cops still killin’ niggas in real life
Signed a deal for eight figures in real life
Threeway, model bitches, in real life
I done been around the world so many times
That’s real life
Real life, real
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