To The Dome

[Intro : Mook]
You a clown don't come around
All rappers trying to take my sound
Getting packs but we could never cap
Before you left, I ain't know I could rap
Now I got to put this shit on the map
Fuck you niggas, I ain't giving no dap

[Chorus: Mook]
Woah Woah!
Smoking on this dope, the whip on me got to go
Shawty giving me throat
Smoking up all my weed
Don't matter cause I got moe (racks)
Money all on the floor
Reminiscing when I was broke, got this shit on my own
Got all my jewelry on
Took one strike to the dome
She keep calling my phone
My money getting too long
Niggas say they about it
But it don't never be shown
Run up on me, I popped it
Then tell your mamma you gone

[Verse 1: Mook]
Took one strike to the dome
For all my niggas that's gone
Roll up blunts of the strongs
And put my pain in a song
They keep telling me "stop it"
So I don't pick up my phone
Really came from the bottom
Used to get kicked out my home (damn)
Pussy niggas be hating
I don't see what I do wrong
Me and knock in that black on black
Pull up, skirt, then we gone
Now I ride by my lonely
I'm starting to feel that you gone
Put my heart in this music
I told lil knock that we on
Ain't nobody fucking with me
Booking shows on my own
Shooters with me they ready
So don't do nothing I won't
All these rappers my children
I roll their check in my blunt (gas)
Money up to the ceiling
Now I can do what I want
All this money dont faze me
It's like I'm still going crazy
Keep it on me its loaded
Don't think nobody can save me
Bitches keep trying to play me
My old bitch having a baby
And I think that it's crazy
Cause I was busting her daily (woah)

[Chorus: Mook]
Smoking on this dope, the whip on me got to go
Shawty giving me throat, Smoking up all my weed
Don't matter cause I got moe (racks) money all on the floor
Reminiscing when I was broke, got this shit on my own
Got all my jewelry on
Took one strike to the dome, she keep calling my phone
My money getting too long, niggas say they about it
But it don't ever be shown, run up on me
I popped it, then tell your mamma you gone

[Verse 2: Mook]
Niggas they hate for no reason (why)
I got bands on me, like wow
Keep it on me that shit go bow
All these hoes want to fuck me now
I was down they didn't hold me down
You clown don't come around
All these rappers trying to take my sound
Hold up wait, I can't slow down
They say I'm living to fast
See a hater and put my foot on the gas
Tinted windows facing blunts to the gas
Chopper on me had to give up that mask
All that broke shit I left in the past
Remember nights I was down to my last
Hit up knock, he gon throw me that bag
Never told me he wanted it
Back run it now, I'm giving it back feeling better
Cause I know where you at
I don't sleep I be up writing raps
Reminiscing how we used to run laps
Getting packs but we could never cap
Before you left, I didn't know I could rap
Now I got to put this shit on the map
Fuck you niggas, I ain't giving no dap (woah)
I'm on some other shit
Never ever will I trust a bitch
I was trying to get the money up
All my real niggas switched up
People telling me to give it up
Mommy told me to get my money up
Stand down till i ran it up

[Chorus: Mook]
Smoking on this dope, the whip got to go
Shawty giving me throat, Smoking up all my weed
Don't matter cause I got moe (racks) money all on the floor
Reminiscing when I was broke, practice shit on my own
Got all my jewelry on
Took one strike to the dome, she keep calling my phone
My money getting to long, niggas say they about it
But it don't ever be shown, run up on me
I popped it, then tell your mamma you gone