bobby 1k – masters lyrics
(intro)
(wooah
woaah
woaah
woaah)
(i’m gon’ be aight
i’m gon’ be aight)
(yeaaah
yeaaah
yeaaah
yeaaah)
(she gon’ get this pipe
she gon’ get this pipe)
(verse 1)
one, two, three
four n+ggas at the door
five, six, seven
eight, n+gga stay in yo place
nine, ten, eleven
twelve n+ggas ready to snitch
and they did
but f+ck it, they got hit
all these young n+ggas in my city telling that they sell
i know d+mn well that they capping so it’s farewell
i’m working harder, in the long run i’m gon’ prevail
thеses shawtys calling my phone but to no avail
so i won’t stop
can’t stop
i’ma keep working till i’m at the top
tick tock
on thе clock
non stop
wes with the f+cking bl!cky
red dot
headshot
stomp him up
beat him till his heart stops
cus i got
a million things
a million dreams
but then i realized reality ain’t what it seems
i cannot mess with theses models
i’m feeling like baby keem
it was all a dream
wu+tang, i’m about the c.r.e.a.m
(chorus)
i own my masters, ain’t no shackles on my feet
i own my masters, ain’t no shackles on my feet, b+tch
i own my masters, ain’t no shackles on my feet
(i own my masters, ain’t no shackles on my feet, hoe)
(verse 2)
put the mask on
i feel like michael myers
put the mask on
i’m feeling like jason
with these d+mn hoes
i can’t have no relation
(baddie a thot
pass her to the dawgs, that’s heavy rotation)
can’t talk about business with these n+ggas
they a bunch of rats, they all mickey’s
they a bunch of p+ssies, they all sissies
i don’t f+ck with n0body cus n0body f+cking with me
beating on my chest like harambe
lean got me feeling like a zombie
i be dripping like a faucet
nonchalant, do no talking
i feel like christopher walkin’, hun
and off the pills i be tweaking
off the lean i be dreaming
ice on my neck got me sneezing
paranoid, i be screaming
smash these hoes, they be fiending
(chorus)
i own my masters, ain’t no shackles on my feet
i own my masters, ain’t no shackles on my feet, b+tch
i own my masters, ain’t no shackles on my feet
(i own my masters, ain’t no shackles on my feet, hoe)
(outro)
yeah
yeah
f+ck all that f+cking talking sh+t
n+ggas jacking swag
n+ggas in my city just wanna be me for a reason
they all my sons
aahahahah
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