OG

You know, yeah
You know
Hey
These hoes feena pick I ain't tellin' em
Yeah, yeah oh yeah
Donny

Come from a town where them bitches stush
Niggas trap rap, barely even moved a zip of kush
Know me
OG
Lowkey, yeah yeah

Can't deal with no rat
Can't deal with no snake
I be talking to Jah
While they talking to jakes
We ain't cutting the grass, no
That shit getting raked
Only focused on fam goals
Ain't much that I rate
Top man, keep it clean like a janitor
Got fans out in France and in Africa
God man, still the devil tried challenging
God damn, feena get me a challenger
Rodman, how I played with the best of em
Go hard, like my Afghans and Mexicans
Go hard, cause all I know's excellence
Keep the flow going
No job, had to deal with some pestilence
Foreign car, that was almost the death of em
Niggas now, they got way too much estrogen
Hey
Had to figure out how we gonna get it in
Bigger routes, cause I seen the end of em
Talkin' the best of em
I wake up in the morning, thank God for giving me breath again
Way niggas play tough, you'd think there's a game called that
Have you ever seen a mom in a court room just straight crack
I feel like mans can't relate if they ain't seen no frame get splashed
I feel like girls can't relate if they ain't seen no things get cashed
I done slept on the floor, but never on my ass
Nights I slept in the car that's probably why I laugh
Niggas working with me, not for me couldn't really tell you bout a staff
Own bosses, no losses, gold porsches when you really do the math
Still we fightin' like its Ryu slide through they like who is that
Sway from a wanna be, last thing they wanna see's your crew intact
Feeling like it's bird box
Everywhere you go it's like where they do that at
Keep it moving like the crip walk
Catch em' while he's tryna tik tok



Credits
Writer(s): Donny Williams
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