Savage
Please stay the fuck out my way
You will not get it today
I remember the hate
Now they want smoke in my place
Asking me where do I stay
Pull up in the motherfucking Benz
Same me got no new friends
New me like I got new trends
I don't care what you did
I am gonna be rich
Don't got to brag like a bitch
Got it and lock it I win
I don't got to pretend
1 mill now I got to hit 10
Talk that shit get you hit
Weak motherfuckers gonna get split
This right here is what I'm saying
To any motherfucker that is talking so basic
I be levitating on a mission selling weight and
CD's, used to be broke sold 8 of them
Got a lot of bank that I save get paid
Do shows my days rotate
Wake up and I do it again
You should take some notes my friend
You can't do what the fuck I did
I made it independent since I was a kid
Bitch
You cold like a witches tittie
Little Bitch
I'm cold like a new Lamborghini
Fucking Bitch
Matter fact I might go cop one of those, hold up
Back when I was broke
They ain't really fuck with me
No food in the fridge
Just a cup of tea
But I kept on going till I got on the map
Writing these records and dropping these tracks
Checking it twice just to be exact
Now they ask what I do, I rap
I don't really need these people judging
Coming up to me with these fake assumptions
Thinking that I'm fake cause I blew up one week
Maybe that's one reason why you should have believed
I'm taking over this beat
Back to BC
All the way to Adam and Eve
Smart in the mind with a little bit of grief defines
OGD
You will not get it today
I remember the hate
Now they want smoke in my place
Asking me where do I stay
Pull up in the motherfucking Benz
Same me got no new friends
New me like I got new trends
I don't care what you did
I am gonna be rich
Don't got to brag like a bitch
Got it and lock it I win
I don't got to pretend
1 mill now I got to hit 10
Talk that shit get you hit
Weak motherfuckers gonna get split
This right here is what I'm saying
To any motherfucker that is talking so basic
I be levitating on a mission selling weight and
CD's, used to be broke sold 8 of them
Got a lot of bank that I save get paid
Do shows my days rotate
Wake up and I do it again
You should take some notes my friend
You can't do what the fuck I did
I made it independent since I was a kid
Bitch
You cold like a witches tittie
Little Bitch
I'm cold like a new Lamborghini
Fucking Bitch
Matter fact I might go cop one of those, hold up
Back when I was broke
They ain't really fuck with me
No food in the fridge
Just a cup of tea
But I kept on going till I got on the map
Writing these records and dropping these tracks
Checking it twice just to be exact
Now they ask what I do, I rap
I don't really need these people judging
Coming up to me with these fake assumptions
Thinking that I'm fake cause I blew up one week
Maybe that's one reason why you should have believed
I'm taking over this beat
Back to BC
All the way to Adam and Eve
Smart in the mind with a little bit of grief defines
OGD
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Writer(s): Ogd
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