MO3 - In My Blood lyrics

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MO3 - In My Blood lyrics

[Intro: MO3] (Yxng Stov) (I'm all the way one hundred, though) Oh, oh Yeah, yeah La-da-da-da-da, oh, oh Woah [Chorus: MO3] Yeah Made a promise to my mama that I gotta be better than I was (Better than I was) To my granny, I'm an angel, but this murder sh*t be running through my blood (Gang) It's in my bloodline (Bloodline) Better hug your dog if you love 'em 'cause I can't hug mine (On God) Retaliate, we put 'em up, lil' b*tch, I slung iron (Blatt) Locked in a cell, I got out of jail and I still done crime (Woah) [Verse 1: MO3] This why I still be in my feelings (Why?) Maybe 'cause the b*tch that I'm loving be acting different (Ha) Don't respect the fact I'm working on what we building (What?) And I ain't forgot the pain, I'm just working on my forgiveness Section 8, I'm thugging, got killers all in my trenches (For real) Clutching, I got action, get at me, this sh*t get wicked Chopper flip 'em like a gymnast, yeah, without no blindfold Treat an opp just like a surfboard, yeah, when I slide on [Verse 2: Morray] Full of passion, bare the fruit of everlasting sh*t Tell me they love me, but they hate me, I'm the last they pick Under construction 'cause destruction what I always get I went from selfless to selfish, they hating like a b*tch ni**as will plot on you, scheme on you It's love 'til the beam on you fu*k you over, when it's done, still gon' say what they need from you Ain't no friends left to build with Tools in hands, but we ain't building ni**as praying for my downfall 'cause they know I got real sh*t It's like hating is the fu*king way of life now Talking down on my name make haters so proud Extra silent when I speak because my guns loud Preach the positive, but still won't put my guns down I don't bang, you get banged if you ever try to check this Feel like MO3, for sure, G, showing love to Texas On a song with my dog, I'm getting features from Heaven I'ma try to emulate you, but I know nobody better [Chorus: MO3 & Morray] Hey Made a promise to my mama that I gotta be better than I was (Better than I was) To my granny, I'm an angel, but this murder sh*t be running through my blood (Gang) It's in my bloodline (Bloodline) Better hug your dog if you love 'em 'cause I can't hug mine (On God) Retaliate, we put 'em up, lil' b*tch, I slung iron (Blatt) Locked in a cell, I got out of jail and I still done crime (Woah)

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