Buck 50

Buck 50 all i had walk to the store, but they ion know bout that
Niggas out here tryna get me, Oj Savv cant go like that
Feel like yak i baked her she like, how you drive the boat like that?
I tried to tell em I be spazzing, they ain't know i wrote like that

Ain't know i wrote like that, and spazzing in my dictionary
Knew I had to make a change, I read my bro obituary
Best believe I'm making plays, i'm inna field where it get scary
Niggas don't be turnt for real, if you ask me I tell em barely

We got clips lets shoot a scene, i'm feeling like I'm Tyler Perry
Everybody say they loyal, but when its time they show it rarely
They asking me how bad I want it, I just nod and tell em very
If you ain't tryna run it up, then you just sum unnecessary

Sent her one of my songs, she tell me oj onna track you deadly
Even when I'm rich got whistles near, go check my inventory
Im so engaged with this glock, they think we getting married
And if i have to, ima let it sing Mariah Carey

Oj bitch I'm him not one of them, the hoes like check em out
I wasn't pushing P when i was broke, check how I'm stepping now
They wanna get to me, but TBG who you cant get around
Got too much love for Monroe, that's on bro nem that I'm block bound

He was lacking on that corner, now he lost and not found and shit
Go cool when I'm recording, tryna ride the wave and drowned and shit
Im coming up from under, talking bout days when i was counterfeit
Cant pay the opps no mind, so when they talk I'm not responding shit

Yea, yea, yea yea yeah
Im not responding shit
Im talking bout days when i was counterfeit
Tryna ride the wave, his ass a goofy then he drowned and shit
Yea, yea, yea yea yeah
He got caught lacking, now he lost and not found and shit
Uh
Now he lost and not found and shit
Im not responding shit

Bitch I'm back and Ian done, steady grinding I'm the one
For that bag I'm on a hunt, Heard he got turned to a blunt
All these rappers ain't on shit, he dropped a song but that shit bunk
Give a nigga Tiny Lister treatment cause his ass a punk

And I'm gon rock out on who doubted me
Fuck you if you was clowning me
If you ain't chasing money, I advise to move from around from me
On my way to the top I cant be stopped, that's how it sound to me
Cant wait to rock a show and hear the DJ nem announcing me

Since I was a shorty I kept me sum knowledge
I'm not with the flodging I swear if you know then you know
Niggas be lacking he thought with his dick and now 4nem
They ready to knock at his door
Tryna act tuff it a get you no where, but your face onna news and a R.I.P post
How is you mad cause she like how I'm coming
She know how I'm bumming she liking my flow

She liking how I flow but you know me I'm just gon grind fasho
I swear this shit no joke you gon get patched if you just acting slow
And every hit I wrote, this shit nun to me I get in go
Im Oj Savv the goat, that's on bro nem boy act like you know

Buck 50 all i had walk to the store, but they ion know bout that
Niggas out here tryna get me, Oj Savv cant go like that
Feel like yak i baked her she like, how you drive the boat like that?
I tried to tell em I be spazzing, they ain't know i wrote like that

Ain't know i wrote like that, and spazzing in my dictionary
Knew I had to make a change, I read my bro obituary
Best believe I'm making plays, i'm inna field where it get scary
Niggas don't be turnt for real, if you ask me i tell em barely

Yea, yea, yea yea yeah
Im not responding shit
Im talking bout days when i was counterfeit
Tryna ride the wave, his ass a goofy then he drowned and shit
Yea, yea, yea yea yeah
He got caught lacking, now he lost and not found and shit
Uh
Now he lost and not found and shit
Im not responding shit



Credits
Writer(s): Oj Savv
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