Cheyenne vs Mojave

Get the mob on the phone I just landed in the city Been hoarding stacking every penny My father taught me like Ken Griffey I'm talking to Ran like he ace of the north Like, if I'm gone will they miss me I had to pass up on that deal I rock with PS, can't do a 360 You niggas weren't there when we slept in the fort, had to whisper cause rappers recording Before I start repping the Norf you was claiming some other shxt that ain't important Been switching up sides Can't build with the Gods, you talk like the guns in storage You changing the vibes, and living a lie in the crowd you was singing my chorus Get the mob on the phone And stay out the norf Stay out the norf Stay out of norf Stay out the norf For I made a name I was whipping stangs Blue coupe lane to lane Mobbing running game Stingy with the shakes Niggas wasn't gang Homies turn to opps Guess it's all the same Some shit'll never change I'll always be fly This is Human Made Mixed with Number Nine Rabb pulled up in jays Raging bull 5's She want me to stay But money on my mind Now read between the lines You can't slow my grind Whispered to ya dime Buff me til I shine I grew up with the apes Swinging from the vines One king at a time Gold crown fit me fine Think before you approach I'd like y'all better as ghosts Aint no dodging the toast You m.i.a when it's smoke touch more cheddar than most Bankroll full off rhymes It's like the dollars get wrote Ain't no time to recline Norf Norf Norf Norf Norf Norf Norf Get the mob on the phone I just landed in the city Been hoarding stacking every penny My Father taught me like Ken Griffey I'm talking to Ran like he ace of the north Like, if I'm gone will they miss me I had to pass up on that deal I rock with ps, can't do a 360 You niggas weren't there when we slept in the fort, had to whisper cause rappers recording Before I start repping the Norf you was claiming some other shxt that ain't important Been switching up sides Can't build with the Gods, you talk like the guns in storage You changing the vibes, and living a lie in the crowd you was singing my chorus Get the mob on the phone