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mob 83 - sirens lyrics

[verse]
effortless pain
temple of rain
more to me breaks with barely a tear
covered in fears
broken for years
look in the mirror
but only appears with h+llfire
pail off in that sunset, happiness or something
thinking ’bout my life n0body question what
is nothing
took my baby from me life or death that’s
how i’m coming
really put a 40 to my head i give no f+cks with
maybe i just wanna rest or maybe i’m just bluffing
try to talk about it, but this sh+t is decompressing
depressing to make ’em stress quick flipping it like a page
though mother nevеr was
told another judge you was more than that and plus
typе of sh+t’ll f+ck your mental
shining like no diamond, but she wear it like she crystal
cleaning out this closet
not an ordinary process
bullsh+tted in statements
but you carried on and placed it
part of me i’m blessed the other part of me i’m anxious
could really give a f+ck about your feelings on a basis
remember it was ’05 locked me in the bas+m+nt
drill another nail like a cell cause you ain’t sh+t
cash another check from baby father making bank right
depression through the late nights
i’m thinking it like it stage fright
doubling up a second like it’s more than oppression
though adolescence
think you on that hood sh+t
my n+ggas wish you would jit
hollows in that full clip
with automatic tool kits
jersey native live it to the fullest got the city through
the process
crashing it like it’s mobsh+t
f+ck 12 no options
thinking like you bust sh+lls that plus h+ll no logic
s flow in that pocket
see my n+ggas really rock sh+t
type to make a box quick
feeling it like a n+gga with no heartbeat
really be surprised
when that same body to die
got you equal to the sky
st. mary, new jersey, ’99 this been my birth right
let fate hit
to that fake b+tch
no matter the blood
you really be nothing to love
adrenaline taking a bucket above
i hope when you look in the mirror
you bubbling fears
you living a life as if you cared
don’t ever bring that bullsh+t here
the type to play that pot for this
put god to this
you obvious
knowing more than part of me in you my baby girl i’m
truly sorry your grandmother done f+cked up that pathway
sippin’ more than halfway
santa maria this is a sin i’m thinking what could’ve been up
in this past way
d+mn
[outro]
mobsh+t
eighty+three

- mob 83 lyrics

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