Official video for “Most Kids” Stream here — https://linktr.ee/DomMooney Shot and edited by Justin Coleman Drone footage by Henry Smisek Written, produced and engineered by Dom Mooney [Lyrics] That’s what the fuck we on bro Some sayin’ I’m so close but I ain’t close yet Used to dream of them gold ropes and them four-finger rings most did Music had me since ’06 just that and ball like most kids Either way, I know I’m goin’ pro put the camera on and I’m goin’ in Bae told me put the phone down you had a break Let’s go again she tell me Know a lot of folks that want a piece of mine and my peace of mind is I’m selfish You wanna piece of mine then don’t sell me And if you need to grind don’t tell me Cause them boss dogs ain’t hearin’ much and ain’t sayin’ much so get steppin’ Go ‘head show sumn’ then Act like you know sumn’ then Ain’t takin’ nothin’ over me These girls they gushin’ over me Know all this time spent on my mindset is gon’ make good on my bread Peep the fine print or my dyin’ wish I did everything that I said Prayin’ conversations thats the only way Wait on motivation watch it blow away Sit and watch em’ winnin’ thats a throw away Doin’ what I do to get the homies straight, woah I want that fetta and that hoagie out here breaded This for the family and the homies I’m indebted I know they’ll say a lot about me and I’ll never check Don’t you worry ’bout me I ain’t never stressed And I ain’t never pressed I promise Tryna’ be the one but ain’t that level yet I’m honest Bae said tighten up she got me hooked but not on phonics, yeah ‘Specially when she ride it, yeah This shit got me wylin Hoes wanna test my mileage Hoes wanna test my knowledge Back when I had that scholarship Clique wanna ride we mobbin’ shit Fool with the dice know I got that roll Smooth with the ques know I got that soul Dude wanna throw knowin’ how that go Issa new thang Save hoes masked up no Bruce Wayne Flossed up iced out my new chain MJ this track my flu game Boo thang think I’m cold or sumn’ Poker face I’m foldin’ nun’ Holdin’ faith they holdin’ guns Showin’ face they showin’ nun’ Prayin’ conversations thats the only way Wait on motivation watch it blow away Sit and watch em’ winnin’ thats a throw away Doin’ what I do to get the homies straight, woah I want that fetta and that hoagie out here breaded This for the family and the homies I’m indebted I know they’ll say a lot about me and I’ll never check Don’t you worry ’bout me I ain’t never stressed
