Young OG's

Twisted fingers gripped around the Ciroc bottle
Twisted joints, and Twisted Teas
Bullet points was always hollow
How the fuck we supposed dream
We never had leaders to follow
Cuz all of the young og's
Would get lost or would get swallow
In the darkness of a tiny little one bedroom apartment
Of course he a statistic, what else do you put in projects
Think about it
Stuck in a box so think up out it
My mama mad that I come in too late
I'm sorry mama for this dream man I got paid today
You see mama inside this country the government still controlling
So instead of picking cotton you better be pick and rolling
Or Rolling Stone'ing
I chose to take the music route
It's sad to say but some niggas will never make it out
That's why the
Twisted fingers gripped around the Ciroc bottle
Twisted joints and Twisted Teas
Bullet points was always hollow
How the fuck we supposed dream
We never had leaders to follow
Cuz all of the young og's
Would get lost or would get swallowed



Credits
Writer(s): Akai Gomez
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