4eva Mobn - Şevin

For real

Huh

Better check yo clock bruh

Cuz you gon' definitely need to know what time it is

Ha ha

Uh huh

I’m in love with this thing

For real

Okay

Hooked On God

In a real way

Let’s go

Aye

HL to the squadron

Forever Mobbin

Taking critical embarkments

Hit the road on a mission for the Lord

And we fishing for some souls

Politickin with my sergeants

Jehovah’s the spark in the darkness

And we are the evidence He gives heart to the heartless

And we saved not soft

Anything pops off

The devil will get the cartilage from our fist

God’s good ain’t no lacking up in our chips

Nah

We stack it like some bar tips

International departments, huh

Yet we saturating markets

I’m in the car thick with my clique

And we whip it like a starship

Every nigga in it is repenting of his sinnin'

So we feelin' like we winnin'

And we really out here swimmin' like a Gar fish

Huh

We do things to the largest

We move strings like guitar licks

I’m Drew Brees, I’m a mark smith

I shoot 3's like a hard 6

God gave life to the lifeless

And He brought his light to the darkness

He gives might to the righteous

Let Him breathe His life into your carcass

I’ll be mobbin' forever

I’ll die before I fail

Lord I adore You

Put this world before You

I’d rather burn in hell

I’ll be mobbin' forever

I’ll die before I fail

Lord I adore You

Put this world before You

I’d rather burn in hell

Forever mobbin' thicker than a bison

Through the night and strikin' the lightnin'

Built for war he a vikin'

Ride on the devil he’ll trike in

If I doubt remember this titan

Bless those stretched for the cake and the icin'

Push the line like a spacebar

Typin'

Bible steady stay sharp as a knifin'

Still gas like a siphon

Huh

Never trippin' no shoe strings

Say I’m different no 2 Chains

Mike Jordan in the flu game

Stuck with it like a glue stain

HOG MOBBIN on a black top

Bring Christ to the trash spot

Demons getting folded like a laptop

Purple flags off in the backdrop

The Holy Spirit is the mascot

Let’s Go

Keep a stick of the green for the BO

For the Lord I’mma shoot it it’s a free throw

Big bro bring life then we GO

Hit my knees to pray for Tim Tebow

Praise Christ til he dry as a raisin

Whole crew fly as a raven

Collide with giants cuz we some cavemen

Then kiss the face of grace because He amazin'

I’ll be mobbin' forever

I’ll die before I fail

Lord I adore You

Put this world before You

I’d rather burn in hell

I’ll be mobbin' forever

I’ll die before I fail

Lord I adore You

Put this world before You

I’d rather burn in hell

HOG MOB

It’s the MOB I ain’t talking about the cartel

We in the streets where they running til the car sells

No Mario we really steppin over hard shells

Bring that message to your friend though like you got mail

Pushing the word we grind it’s a rock sale

Flesh dead to the world without a rot smell

Huh

I ain’t witcha boy listen here

The sword that we carry ain’t no souvenir

Gladiators for the Lord we don’t get the cheers

They don’t understand our path so we get the spear

Aiming for the side you can stick it here

He’s my light and my salvation whom shall I fear

We came from the streets so He sent us there

Before we will quit we’ll get the chair

He paid for our sin so we took the fare

The one that died and rose just the make it clear

We run to the streets like the bell rang for early release

Reppin' the Prince of the Peace

We not concerned with who you want us to be

As long as we slaying the beast

No denomination

If I’m claiming something

HOG MO to the B

No denomination

If I’m claiming something

HOG MO to the B

I’ll be mobbin' forever

I’ll die before I fail

Lord I adore You

Put this world before You

I’d rather burn in hell

I’ll be mobbin' forever

I’ll die before I fail

Lord I adore You

Put this world before You

I’d rather burn in hell