Mona Lisa (feat. Kidsez)

This out to my Dawgs 5 by 4 yeah we our own boss yeah I write my own bars Dreaming bout life I be looking to the stars yh I be Looking to the stars looking to the stars Talking to the moon you could think I'm on Mars You could think I'm on mars I feel like im the boss Im rich but, im rich but But uh, whats the cause Pull up w that choppa in the trunk and we breakin the gauge You would think im perfect but im a man with big flaws Your man's got scars they go deep to the heart But I like to help people you can call me safeguard They don't give nothing back they I'm retard I don't really really care cuz it comes from the heart She calls you sweetheart to hide her mean heart F*ck yall type off music this my type of art Yall got a headstart didn't get a kickstart Fucked up couple times now I got a fresh start Now they wanna chill with the boss Saw yall fake from far  Saw yall faked from the start Oh woah Get up from the floor You gotta stand on your own You gotta get everything you didnt have before And now they hatin, hatin, hatin, hatin, hatin Ima young man in my prime and i dont want your congratulions Now they say that im faking I cant believe what they are saying Get outta my face when i make it Carrying every beat my back be aching This out to my Dawgs 5 by 4 yeah we our own boss yeah I write my own bars Dreaming bout life I be looking to the stars yh I be Looking to the stars looking to the stars Talking to the moon you could think I'm on Mars You could think I'm on mars I feel like im the boss Im rich but, im rich but But uh, whats the cause Pull up with that choppa in the trunk and we breakin the gauge You would think im perfect but im a man with big flaws Got a couple flaws What can i say You a man Take these 223s to the face Seladate your face Make you relocate Okay okay okay okay She my soul mate Go left go right told her rotate But I'm Still smiling still up to no great Still dripping I got a good taste Got a new fade baviar overweight What can i say Still kill tracks everyday With my bro and, we living great No regrets in life and i say Get up from the floor You gotta stand on your own You gotta get everything you didnt have before And now they hatin, hatin, hatin, hatin, hatin Ima young man in my prime and i dont want ur congratulions