Quin NFN - G Route (ft. Mozzy) - Lyrics

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Quin NFN unveils "G Route" featuring Mozzy.

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Quin NFN has made strides over the past few years.

The release of QUINCHO and 4HUN helped him gain a massive platform and for him, it's only up from here.

This week, he teamed up with one of the West Coast's finest, Mozzy, for his latest single, "G Route." Bringing the more melodious side for hook duty, Quin NFN details his rise from the streets in its totality in a way that reflects the current climate of racial tension in America.

"They killin' us with our hands up/ We trying to get our bands up/ I was taught to man up/ Knock 'em down in n***as stand up," he raps on the hook.

Mozzy slides through on the second verse with a sobering reflection of the loss of family to the system, and applauds them for standing on their own two without folding.

Quin NFN - G Route (ft.

Mozzy) (prod.

CioMadeTheTrack) Lyrics.

[Intro] Cio Ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh [Chorus: Quin NFN] Move from the cave to the beach front Still tryna fly P's out Thankin' God, I took the G route They respect it, we don't need clout Had to grind to get my tee out Quin the MVP now, these niggas ain't 'bout what we 'bout When it's cold, we bring the heat out They killin' us with our hands up We just tryna run our bands up And I was taught to man up Knock 'em down if niggas stand up But they didn't understand us It's nothin' they cand hand us Lotta snakes get in the way 'Cause niggas hatin' that I ain't regular, I'm fed up [Verse 1: Quin NFN] I be kidnappin' cabbage, duffle baggin' it up I got the Mossberg in the crib, could fill up gas with this punk (We on) I pulled up, and they like, "Sir, please, put the bags in the trunk" (Let's do it) I said, "The engine in the back, let's put the bags in the front (Come on) See we was out there in the streets, the paper slow with the job Drop the roof upon the Beam, I feel closer to God I got a hoe but she like bitches, we might have a ménage And I roll with the squad like fisherman, I'm exposin' the road I shot the ground but never spoke it (We on) It's my time and niggas know it (I promise) Niggas propably think I'm coachin', how these plays get put in motion (We gone) I can't help but I was chosen We ain't movin' off emotion (At all) All these diamonds got me frozen Now I'm ballin' like DeRozan I be feelin' like I'm Pac or like I'm Big or somethin' Maybe even Snoop, I really smoked more dope than Wiz or somethin' Call me Dr.

Phil, a couple bills to take his kids [?] I just play dumb, I'm numb but still act like I'm feelin' somethin', uh [Chorus: Quin NFN] Move from the cave to the beach front Still tryna fly P's out Thankin' God, I took the G route They respect it, we don't need clout Had to grind to get my tee out Quin the MVP now, these niggas ain't 'bout what we 'bout When it's cold, we bring the heat out They killin' us with our hands up We just tryna run our bands up And I was taught to man up Knock 'em down if niggas stand up But they didn't understand us It's nothin' they cand hand us Lotta snakes get in the way 'Cause niggas hatin' that I ain't regular, I'm fed up [Verse 2: Mozzy] Told you I'ma hold you down Make the suckas tone it down Ain't no more lil' bracelets on our wrists, we rockin' Rollies now Gotta keep that pole around, this joker ran me forty thou', it's nothin' though Forgis with the buttons on 'em Know we finna get up on 'em Gorilla that's on everythang, I'm tryna drop this hunnid on 'em Opposition dressin' up, 'cause we just scored a bucket on 'em Fuck 'em homie, bitch get on my nerves and I'ma fuck her homie Niggas in the peen speakin' down, 'cause I nothin' for 'em Lil' bro went down for that lil' homie, bitch I love you for it Heard you got like thirty K to spend, bitch I'ma plug you for it G-O-D, long as I'm in power, baby, we gon' eat Everybody in my squad just ballin', nigga three on three Forever in my favor if you fall off, you can lean on me Got an altercation and it's gangsta, come get geeked for me I got you dawg Every trip I took, you know they dropped me off, I knocked it off If you ain't 'bout NFN, nigga knock it off [Chorus: Quin NFN] Move from the cave to the beach front Still tryna fly P's out Thankin' God, I took the G route They respect it, we don't need clout Had to grind to get my tee out Quin the MVP now, these niggas ain't 'bout what we 'bout When it's cold, we bring the heat out They killin' us with our hands up We just tryna run our bands up And I was taught to man up Knock 'em down if niggas stand up But they didn't understand us It's nothin' they cand hand us Lotta snakes get in the way 'Cause niggas hatin' that I ain't regular, I'm fed up [Outro] No, no No, no No-no No-no I'm fed up, no, no No, no Hmm, hmm CioMadeTheTrack


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