Chingoos - MOB Lyrics

I'm calling my brothers
We roll through your block
And we mobbing with
Only the three of us
Built it from bottom up
Never looked down
And we walk through the mud
Only looking up
They look at our skin and
Be shaking their heads
And be talking bout
How there ain't room for us
So fuck all your standards
I do it for me
And for all of the people that stand with us
So label me different
I don't think you understand all the difference
Imma be putting the work got no preference
Prolly don't know what I'm saying cause you ignorant
From now on all eyes on me like I'm Tupac
Coming up steady they callin me Luka
I'm loading up all of our hits and
We blowing up all in your face
Cause I'm living my viva la loca
Viva la loca
May day may day
Need a pay day pay day
Bitch i'm always ready
Going slow and steady
Now i'm feeling litty
All my brothers gritty
Going far in this game
Like it's hail mary
Wait for me mama
Cause we gon make it
Imma be doing this till in the grave pit
I'm locking in and no one can break it
No time to talk I just gotta go do it
Ahem
Yeah
Fuck all the standards
I do it for me
The way that I'm livin
That's all up to me
Working the day and night
Gettin no sleep
Flippin the switch
Into overtime
Went into album mode
That's what you wanted right
So excuse my delay
Yeah
Excuse my delay
lay
lay
So how many stayed with us
When we was making the songs
But gettin no pay
Cause I see the way you look at us
And we reppin our culture
And doin our thang
We writin these hits and pavin our way
Up in the stu and lost track of my days
Call me when rona
Is fuckin gone
Been a year
too fuckin long
I'm calling my brothers
We roll through your block
And we mobbing with
Only the three of us
Built it from bottom up
Never looked down
And we walk through the mud
Only looking up
They look at our skin and
Be shaking their heads
And be talking bout
How there ain't room for us
So fuck all your standards
I do it for me
And for all of the people that stand with us
I'm calling my brothers
We roll through your block
And we mobbing with
Only the three of us
Built it from bottom up
Never looked down
And we walk through the mud
Only looking up
They look at our skin and
Be shaking their heads
And be talking bout
How there ain't room for us
So fuck all your standards
I do it for me
And for all of the people that stand with us

I'm calling my brothers
We roll through your block
And we mobbing with
Only the three of us
Built it from bottom up
Never looked down
And we walk through the mud
Only looking up
They look at our skin and
Be shaking their heads
And be talking bout
How there ain't room for us
So fuck all your standards
I do it for me
And for all of the people that stand with us
So label me different
I don't think you understand all the difference
Imma be putting the work got no preference
Prolly don't know what I'm saying cause you ignorant
From now on all eyes on me like I'm Tupac
Coming up steady they callin me Luka
I'm loading up all of our hits and
We blowing up all in your face
Cause I'm living my viva la loca
Viva la loca
May day may day
Need a pay day pay day
Bitch i'm always ready
Going slow and steady
Now i'm feeling litty
All my brothers gritty
Going far in this game
Like it's hail mary
Wait for me mama
Cause we gon make it
Imma be doing this till in the grave pit
I'm locking in and no one can break it
No time to talk I just gotta go do it
Ahem
Yeah
Fuck all the standards
I do it for me
The way that I'm livin
That's all up to me
Working the day and night
Gettin no sleep
Flippin the switch
Into overtime
Went into album mode
That's what you wanted right
So excuse my delay
Yeah
Excuse my delay
lay
lay
So how many stayed with us
When we was making the songs
But gettin no pay
Cause I see the way you look at us
And we reppin our culture
And doin our thang
We writin these hits and pavin our way
Up in the stu and lost track of my days
Call me when rona
Is fuckin gone
Been a year
too fuckin long
I'm calling my brothers
We roll through your block
And we mobbing with
Only the three of us
Built it from bottom up
Never looked down
And we walk through the mud
Only looking up
They look at our skin and
Be shaking their heads
And be talking bout
How there ain't room for us
So fuck all your standards
I do it for me
And for all of the people that stand with us
I'm calling my brothers
We roll through your block
And we mobbing with
Only the three of us
Built it from bottom up
Never looked down
And we walk through the mud
Only looking up
They look at our skin and
Be shaking their heads
And be talking bout
How there ain't room for us
So fuck all your standards
I do it for me
And for all of the people that stand with us