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dee mula - dey miss me lyrics

[intro]
i’m back
(honcho on that beat, word, say that)
i can’t let these people down, they love me, they waitin’ on me
streets callin’, “where mula been?
how that young n+gga doin’? where he been at?
where his mind been? he straight?
alright, he good? how his kids doin’?”
they miss me, i can’t let these people down, man
everybody miss mula, where mula been?

[verse 1]
ayy, ayy, i ain’t gon’ lie, my mind been throwed off
told me you gon’ put me in a car, these n+ggas drove off
been plenty times i could’ve died, popped pills and i done dozed off
playin’ behind that wheel
i done been through so much sh+t, it turned my heart into some steel
it broke my heart when they told me i’d sacrifice my lil’ n+gga
why the f+ck would i do that when i’m so tight with my n+gga?
wrong or right, by my n+gga, i’ll bust that pipe for my n+gga
my heart so big, come out my shirt, his fights my fights, my n+gga
ain’t no one+on+ones, we whoop n+ggas’ ass, yeah, go get your gun
“always chase the paper, don’t lay up too much,” words to my son
if i say we locked in, then it’s stamped, my word is my bond
they say you gotta be careful what you say ’cause the power in the tongue
i know n+ggas’d rather see me dead, so my gun by my d+ck
it ain’t goin’ off, no cheddar bob, i ain’t worried ’bout sh+t
fightin’ with my b+tch, she want me home, but i’m takin’ these risks
i gotta take these chances, in my mind, i’m ‘posed to been got rich
headfirst, never had my head down, my head up (nah)
i was out there hustlin’, blood on his hands, he fed up
mask on, every time they slid through, we slid back (dah, dah, dah, skrrt)
only difference was before we pulled off, made sure they flat
no, don’t cry, don’t cry, oh
[interlude]
uh, oh
oh, ah
oh, ah

[verse 2]
and all this sh+t i’ve been through makin’ me smarter, streets raw
what’s done in the dark comes to the light, the streets talk
nowadays, they brag about the murder, i thought we ‘posed to beat ’em
police picked him up, got screenshots, they tie they hands, then feed ’em
and i got kids now, i ain’t tryna die
send a threat, i’m comin’ to get you, they can’t watch they grandma cry (come on)
havin’ sit+downs with my mama, she say, “he ain’t got a lot”
comin’ to jail just to hug me, seen the tears in her eyes
don’t n0body know how all this pain feel, i been poppin’ pain pills
i been waitin’ on ’em to change, they been actin’ the same still
i ain’t linkin’ with no rappers (nah), don’t do sh+t but play each other (nuh+uh)
leave the real n+ggas behind and call the yes men they brother (brother)
i ain’t slidin’ for n0body (nuh+uh), it’s your turn, n+gga (yeah)
karma eatin’ me and my n+ggas up, it’s your turn, n+gga
still in the field, got cleats on
i don’t wanna hear these n+ggas lie, turn some beats on
they savin’ all the hoes we done f+cked to r&b songs

[outro]
(honcho on that beat, word, say that)
it’s crazy
i can’t let these people down, they miss me, man (uh+huh)
they lookin’ for me, “where mula been?” (mhm)
i’m back

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