MOO$H - Blackberry

Hook: she said the blacker the berry, that mean the sweater the juice/ i gotta see for myself, she gotta leave it to moosh/ ima pull block, no i don’t need no excuse. i gotta see what it’s bout/ i gotta leave with the truth. promise i come to you faithfully/ i got some demons, so pray for me/ dey say the boy an anomaly/ dey wanna keep you away from me. i got some people who follow me/ so ima need to wait on me/ dey say the boy an anomaly, dat mean
Nobody can play wit me

Verse 1: who be going hard like quincy/ lay it down smooth like wiskey/ pull up in da truck like penske/ dumb on a nigga til it’s empty. big moosh know it ain’t easy. can’t trust ni***s, they greasy/ playing them keys like stevie. it’s 20 for a brick/ no freebies. lou will with the fadeaway/ it was hard stayed away. it’s some niggas that called out/ but they stayed home like it’s labor day. but i’m finished nonsense/ they don’t really wanna pop shit. eating dinner with the chopsticks/ i’m a youngin with some options

Hook: she said the blacker the berry, that mean the sweater the juice/ i gotta see for myself, she gotta leave it to moosh/ ima pull block, no i don’t need no excuse. i gotta see what it’s bout/ i gotta leave with the truth. promise i come to you faithfully/ i got some demons, so pray for me/ dey say the boy an anomaly/ dey wanna keep you away from me. i got some people who follow me/ so ima need to wait on me/ dey say the boy an anomaly, dat mean
Nobody can play wit me

Verse 2: looking back, i would go harder than ever/ dis for my sons, and my daughter watever. shoutout my shawty, we ballin together/ i make it rain she brought the umbrella. look at little mooshie that boy doing good/ killin these ni***s, he i knew that he would/ hit up my cousin to bring me some woods. he shoot out the window like boys in the hood. i’m bout that guala/ i’m bout the profit when i was youngin i told you i got it/ cannot be managed i’m so outta pocket. goin so crazy, nobody could top it. if shit open up/ ima kill em this up summer/ stuck in the crib, that shit was bummer/ so many sticks they think i’m a drummer/ my shawty a dime i know they want her

Hook: she said the blacker the berry, that mean the sweater the juice/ i gotta see for myself, she gotta leave it to moosh/ ima pull block, no i don’t need no excuse. i gotta see what it’s bout/ i gotta leave with the truth. promise i come to you faithfully/ i got some demons, so pray for me/ dey say the boy an anomaly/ dey wanna keep you away from me. i got some people who follow me/ so ima need to wait on me/ dey say the boy an anomaly, dat mean
Nobody can play wit me