One Mob - Mistah F.A.B., Dj.Fresh, Joe Blow

Yeah yeah back like I never left

Like I forgot something something Fabby

Speak ya mind lil bruh huh what you say player

Learn how to cheat us around here they don’t play fair

Growing up I was like why we stay here

It was cool shopping yeah I never made it to Bayfair

Straight to Ross had to scoop eight pair of jeans

That’s after switching the tag I was a teen

Sad cause I was missing my dad know what I mean

Stan but I switched it to Fab

In the mirror now and days trying to pick out these gray hairs

Still in the hood so it’s okay yeah

Trying to leave the game but my heart say stay here

Dangerous in the hood but I feel so safe here

Bout to jump back into rap and take my crown

Five year hiatus but I’m back now

Shout out to boy Mozzi he hold Sac down

I pulled up in that Mazi representing the town

Give me a pen and a pad let me right my wrongs

Straight to the lab took my life to songs

I grew up asking momma why the lights ain’t on

Nigga trying to live cause life ain’t long

One Mob M.O.B my other brother so close with my nig

You swore we had the same mother

You swore we had the same mother M.O.B my other brother

Shout out DJ Fresh blessing the track

I wake up every morning it be missing the jack

One Mob M.O.B my other brother so close to G feel you swore we had the same

mother

Fuss and fight like siblings but we still here

Mama dead she gone but look she still here

Everything she taught mt still fresh in my mind

You could have twenty twenty and be blind

You can be blind and still read the signs

Gotta listen truth will be revealed in time

So I pay attention man to the moves and methods

If you don’t pay attention you can lose the lesson

I was born like this I ain’t choose this blessing

I just had to mature so I can use my essence

Stay away from the fake cause them fools pathetic

And stay forever after bread food and letters

Give me a pen and a pad let me right my wrongs

Straight to the lab took my life to songs

I grew up asking momma why the lights ain’t on

Nigga trying to live cause life ain’t long

One Mob M.O.B my other brother so close with my nig

You swore we had the same mother

You swore we had the same mother M.O.B my other brother

I’m trying to live I know life ain’t long

Imagine living in the crib where the lights ain’t on

So cold for the heat we had to light that stove

Me and my brother no cover on the floor that’s wrong

We was always home alone ma’s always gone

Pops wasn’t a rolling stone but had to roll em with stars

But every dollar with powder it went right in his nose

Dear heavenly father help him right his wrong

Cause Lord knows when you hide shit you might just fall

When you’re going down in pastime you just get lost

Whenever times got hard time to get soft

Pack it up and hit the block and try to get this salt

Napkin in the pad help me ease my thoughts

Choppin game with my daughter cause she needs them talks

I ain’t never wanna asking why the lights ain’t on

I been through it so I always put my life in song

Give me a pen and a pad let me right my wrongs

Straight to the lab took my life to songs

I grew up asking momma why the lights ain’t on

Nigga trying to live cause life ain’t long

One Mob M.O.B my other brother so close with my nig

You swore we had the same mother

You swore we had the same mother M.O.B my other brother

M.O.B my other brother

M.O.B my other brother