[Intro: Maino]
(It's them Lobby Boyz for me)
Yeah
Can't play with it though
Lobby
(S.O/O.N Productions)

[Verse 1: Maino]
As soon as the city lit
We light up the city bitch
Diamonds and lamborghinis
We hop out of silly shit
I brought out a pretty bitch
And she bought out a pretty bitch
I standing on top of phantoms
I'm all on my Diddy shit
Now rocks cover my charms
Tattoos cover my scars
I look up in the sky
Hope we all covered by God
Cause lord we still sinning
And winning is getting hard
They coming with rackettering
My n***as is getting charged
Them bars is kinda cold
My heart is made of stone
I wake up in penthouses
Them strippers just took my soul
My women is on a pole
My homies is on parole
I slap box the devil at night
We blow for blow
Uh
Yeah
I just caught my second win
You n***as couldn't kill me
I'm a couple blessings in
I'm a big steppa, move n***a
Let me step on in
Hundred grand in the same bag
That the tech is in
I move like I move blocks
A fool with a oowop
Hopped out the Benz with some Jordans 1's
And tube socks
Don't talk to me bought no old beef
Boy I bruised opps
Come through, and clean shit
Get your whole crew mopped
Lobbby Boy
[Chorus: Lyrivelli]
Yeah, yeah
They don't know about the losses
(Lossess)
Why my n***as turned to corpses
(Corpses)
I'm paranoid, It got me cautious
Full of sin
But I flooded out the crosses
Yeah the crosses
AMG I'm flying down the parkway
Rollie bust down
And it glisten for them dark days
Lobby Boyz
Had to Hustle Hard the long way
Lobby Boyz
Had to Hustle Hard the long way

[Verse 2: Jim Jones]
I got, n***as trynna hit me
Even the feds trynna get me
I been in Bompton
With gangbangers
Rockin all red
And my dickies
So...
When you lil n***as keep saying
You gon spin and dump
I will turn you into a plate of food
Like some dinner or lunch, bitch
We will certainly spin the block
And put you in my trunk boy
All this water on my body
Like some swimming trunks boy
We been
Pumping that Mylie Cyrus
Bitch I been a wrecking ball
And since a lil n***a
Bitch I been stepping tall
I'm still pressing five when I accept a call
Back then the MAC-10
With the clip
Used to press on my balls
FN on my waist while I'm shaking the dice
Pumping the base on the park bench
While I break at the light
I ain't a killer
But don't push me
I will take your life
If you ain't made fifty M's
I won't take your advice
Spent twenty M's off gangbanging
And the lawyer fees
My n***a caught life
He want comissary and some toiletries
He got robbed and got it back the same day
Mysteriously the n***a that robbed him
Had got clapped the same day
But you know
It's gang fouls n***a
I been wild n***a
[Chorus: Lyrivelli]
Yeah, yeah
They don't know about the losses
(Lossess)
Why my n***as turned to corpses
(Corpses)
I'm paranoid, It got me cautious
Full of sin
But I flooded out the crosses
Yeah the crosses
AMG I'm flying down the parkway
Rollie bust down
And it glisten for them dark days
Lobby Boyz
Had to Hustle Hard the long way
Lobby Boyz
Had to Hustle Hard the long way