Mozzy & CMG The Label – Behind Them Walls Lyrics

Behind Them Walls

Mozzy & CMG The Label

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"Behind Them Walls." - Mozzy & CMG The Label

Monday, 19 October 2026, 02:46 am

Album: Gangsta Art 2

Track No: 18

Behind the walls, I was missin' all my dawgs, yeah
But I ain't call 'cause **** be missin' all my calls, yeah
Reciprocate the part, I risk it all for y'all
And every time I got a bag, I split and spent it all wit' y'all, yeah
Behind the walls, I was missin' all my dawgs, yeah
But I ain't call 'cause **** be missin' all my calls, yeah
Reciprocate the part, I risk it all for y'all
And every time I got a bag, I split and spent it all wit' y'all, yeah
Aye, all aboard, black 'xedos, we in Tommy Ford
The HOA a couple bands, ain't gotta lock the door
Pick up the line like, "What you want?," what **** callin' for?
You hurt my feelings when you switched, 'cause we from off the porch
Let yo' lawyеr do a dub, gon' puss and talk in court
Pebble Beach, it sound sweet, likе it's a small resort
But that ain't the case, of course, so keep it gangsta fourth
Similarities in our struggle, I relate to yours
I heard Burna made the Forbes, I'm tryna make it too
Was told you either make a change, or you gon' make the news
Yurple liquid in this cup, and he just ate a blue
The same way he ate them shots, but, that's what prayer do (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
He knocked a bitch, and I ain't trip, 'cause that's what players do
Still fed the youth behind the walls, 'cause that's what mayors do
Don't cross my name up in yo' smut, 'cause that's what haters do
PSI platinum in this jungle, him a sabertooth
Behind the walls, I was missin' all my dawgs, yeah
But I ain't call 'cause **** be missin' all my calls, yeah
Reciprocate the part, I risk it all for y'all
And every time I got a bag, I split and spent it all wit' y'all, yeah
Behind the walls, I was missin' all my dawgs, yeah
But I ain't call 'cause **** be missin' all my calls, yeah
Reciprocate the part, I risk it all for y'all
And every time I got a bag, I split and spent it all wit' y'all, yeah
You ain't forgotten, we still think of you daily
Disneyland, it's just me and yo' babies, you know I got 'em, ****
Anything else uncivilized and out-of-pocket
Just doin' what I knew you would for me, that's on my mama
**** havin' problems, actin' like it ain't no problem
The problem is, that it don't ever be about no commas
I been treatin' European engines like they Hondas
Pop a 'stachio incase them people get behind us, yeah
The trenches here to remind us of just how far we came
We still ain't there, but, what it's worth if I don't march with gang?
Told brother, "Jump in the load," and let him park the Range
Conversations with my dawg, like, "It be hard to change"
Conversations with my bride, like, "It be hard to change"
No conversations with the law, blood, that part ain't change
I had a fallout with my partner, and we parted ways
Accountability for self, I know I'm part to blame
Behind the walls, I was missin' all my dawgs, yeah
But I ain't call 'cause **** be missin' all my calls, yeah
Reciprocate the part, I risk it all for y'all
And every time I got a bag, I split and spent it all wit' y'all, yeah
Behind the walls, I was missin' all my dawgs, yeah
But I ain't call 'cause **** be missin' all my calls, yeah
Reciprocate the part, I risk it all for y'all
And every time I got a bag, I split and spent it all wit' y'all, yeah

Writer(s): Timothy Patterson, Ben Bull & David Grear.

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