Mafia (feat. Styles P)

Who I am now in four years
 Godwilling I'm alive
 It's on I guarantee you
 We will
 We will have our own political party
 And it won't be just for black people
 It's gon' be for Mexicans
 It's gon' be for Mexicans
 It's gon' be for black people
 It's gon' be for Armenians
 I don't give a fuck
 All you lost tribe muthafuckers
 Started from the bottom, oh yeah
 Never thought we'd make it, we done came up
 Loyalty and honour, oh yeah
 Had to fight them demons on our way up
 You don't know what I done been through
 Only few allowed in my circle and it ain't you
 You don't know what I done been through
 Only few allowed in my circle and it ain't you
 Mafia
 Give a fuck if you popular
 I see them plotting but we ain't sleeping this shit insomnia
 Shove a camera up in my face and I'm Tupacin' ya
 Click clack, pop, poppin' ya
 My third ocular done seen it coming
 We can't be touched though the game isn't loyal
 You can't kill a legend dawg, you just make 'em immortal
 I'll live forever if they happen to take me tomorrow
 Mama done raised me with morals
 A code of ethics
 Who the most respected (me)
 Type of money that'll life change
 They made of drama
 We made of honour like bridesmaids
 Married to the thrill of the game, ignite flames
 'Til death do us apart
 I put my people in position, they don't owe a favour
 Bloody money like Noreaga we blowing paper
 Man they only haters
 Papi your movements are sloppy
 I'm your ayatollah
 Capo di tutti capi
 You's a hired soldier
 Started from the bottom, oh yeah
 Never thought we'd make it, we done came up
 Loyalty and honour, oh yeah
 Had to fight them demons on our way up
 You don't know what I done been through
 Only few allowed in my circle and it ain't you
 You don't know what I done been through
 Only few allowed in my circle and it ain't you
 Mafia
 Like Frank Sheeran
 Cats want me dead but I ain't caring
 Pick the bottle up and spill half for the ones that left young
 All this cash in the duffel and I ain't 21
 Hated on, slept on, fuck it I'm still hungry
 These rap cats funny they don't blow, blow money
 In the coup with a bulletproof vest on
 They can say what they want to say
 Homie my check long
 And this jealousy tastes like gelato on steroids
 I'm paranoid
 Hot boy I'm pulling out big toys
 R-Mean I got what you need up north
 I'll send a jet and have you back in LA at four
 Mob ties
 Salute to the ones up top
 One day I'll get that gong
 'Til I'm made I won't stop
 We get rich or get shot
 Fell in love with the guap
 We are what you're not
 I pull 30 mill out the spot
 Mafia
 Started from the bottom, oh yeah
 Never thought we'd make it, we done came up
 Loyalty and honour, oh yeah
 Had to fight them demons on our way up
 You don't know what I done been through
 Only few allowed in my circle and it ain't you
 You don't know what I done been through
 Only few allowed in my circle and it ain't you
 Mafia
 Quiet mill in the driveway
 So these cowards look at me sideways
 I don't give a fuck, these niggas sweet as agave
 Tear that body up and dump 'em right on the highway
 Kiss the pinky ring or the shots lick
 This ain't heavy metal but a mosh pit
 Look in the foreign, nigga it's ostrich
 Yeah I'm plant based but this is mob shit
 Boss of all bosses made my bones on the Southside
 Only gangsters can come outside
 Throw the work in the trunk, nigga the route live
 Bring the cash and a hammer, nigga I'm 'bout mine
 Setting dealers up with the concierge
 I might kill the boss and the consigliere
 Frank White shit, feeling in the air
 King of New York in the slums
 Ghost is on a tier
 Started from the bottom, oh yeah
 Never thought we'd make it, we done came up
 Loyalty and honour, oh yeah
 Had to fight them demons on our way up
 You don't know what I done been through
 Only few allowed in my circle and it ain't you
 You don't know what I done been through
 Only few allowed in my circle and it ain't you
 Mafia