In H-Town I millirock
Headed to the shop
Cop it with no top
Then I peeled it off the lot

Gotta shotty not a Glock
Find out if it pop
I can see the top
Think I'm coming for that spot

In H-Town I millirock
I’m posted on the block
I'm guarded like Barack
Flexing like the Rock

Got too many hoes I popped (Did I pop?)
Yeah I popped
Got too many hoes I popped
I just had to my shot

And when Ninth Grade dropped
Them n***as jaws dropped
The windows all dropped
Got pistols all popped

I can tell your heart stopped
‘Cause bitch you all talk
You think you run the block
But you just a mall cop

I can see it in your face
You just want the fame
This ain't E for everyone
You think that this is a game

Got to many hoes I tamed
When I beat it out the frame
Even Damon Wayans
Know I bring that major Payne

Baby say she want a starter, a starter
‘Cause all y'all n***as trash, all y'all n***as garage
I ran up a sack but came from stacking quarters
These n***as know I'm the shit
I had an asshole for a father

Know that loyalty is amongst us
Gorillas, killers, and gunners
We eating on any beat
Hear that metronome in my stomach

Working every damn day
I go and get it and flaunt it
My life like a game stop
I couldn't trade it for nothing

Wouldn't trade it for nothing
Even in times when these people fake
Cuz haters still hate
But they can't replace me for no one

White bodies under white covers
Tryna get even in the evening
‘Cause we remember the times
They tried to flunk us

I prevailed when they said I would fail and multiplied commas
I can tell when when they fake, that's a trait I held from my mama

Got my faith from my mama
Cop estates for my mama
I'm the type to go to jail tryna rob a bank for my mama

You know I go and get it
My n***as stay down with
Gucci shirt and a nice fitted
Got all your broads in attendance

My diamonds stand at attention
As they await for my mention
Had to get a new prescription
Tryna get that tunnel vision

You know I bring that heat
In the middle of December
Had to it for my bro
‘Cause without him, I wouldn't be living

It's JDR Mob
I'm the Captain and the Leutinant
Tryna find the fastest route
While I'm on the road to the riches

I been on so long, and would hate to come to a dead end
I used to pay ‘em extra, and now they beg me to get in
I don’t have to change anything about me to fit in
My circle then got small and I promise I don't regret it

Wet a n***a’s spaghetti
I'm at the top, on the edge
The edge where memories are blue
But all messages are read

I'm probably talking in my sleep if I'm forgetting what I said
I do this shit for Third Ward all the way to homestead

In H-Town I millyrock
Posted on the block
I’m the best rapper, bitch I put that on my Mob
Yes, yes I put that on my Mob
Yes, yes
Yes it’s JDR the mob, yes