Ogbunabali

Early morning mixing up the syrup with the iced tea
Dirty Fanta on the floor I spilled on my Nikes
Traded on ya niggas you reminding me of Spike Lee
If I am the greatest I don't say it cause I might be

Stepping on the neighborhoods that I was always walking on
You said you was gon kill me when you see me what we talking for

Shoutout to the fallen soldiers just protecting me
Niggas on the block was getting killed for standing next to me

If you want to die then advise you get into it with me
Cause I know killers I could pay but they gone do it for free

Every time I'm in the city tell them niggas stop the crime
I chalked it all and walked it off that's why all of ya niggas died
Bout to be like Quilly Wick a Jawn up on my side
Shooting at my family you dead I swear to god

Charge it to the game when it's one of yours on the floor
Cause when it's one of mine then we gone need one of yours in the morgue

I'm like Fuck it
Niggas ain't gotta kick the bucket
Imma fill it up with blood while the bullets keep coming

Niggas testified
When they best friend died
But when he was alive
You promised that you and your niggas slide
You lied
Now his momma got a shirt while her baby in the dirt
And you ain't doing shit to stop the crying

Yea it couldn't be me
Naw it wouldn't be me
I almost had to do some things my lil niggas shouldn't see

Niggas do what they wanna when shit got bad
My young niggas sell marijuana in a ziplock bag

Y'all think this shit a joke
I know young niggas that slit ya throat for a inch of a brick of dope

Ya niggas be hype as shit whenever I flow
The OGs
Know me
Wherever I go

Yea I'm hot
You see it through the infrared picture frame
I write my name in cursive on the paper and it burst to flames

Yea
Describing my heat signature
Lazy eye on one of them guys now he Whitaker

Top shotta Shaka
Aiming at oblongatas
Run all you want nigga we sliding to ya casa

Niggas getting murdered rolling dice at the store
How you gone be mad because we know ya bitch is a whore

Been a minute since a nigga felt love in fact
Bring my cousin back
I give you a dub for that

Wannabe street niggas don't fit the criteria
We blow ya mind to Africa it's landing in Nigeria

Can't say the killers cause they name hold weight
Or they on the run and they still ducking an open case

Eat the Fruits of my labor whenever niggas ask for food
Banana clips aimed at ya melon just to spill the passion fruit
Called my auntie a what now I'm coming back for you
Kassem gone do it whenever I fucking ask him to
If they slime him out then that's just something that they had to do
Caught em lacking on a septa bus travel route
Brother got killed at a funeral in his satin suit
This happened up at school while they was asking me to rap for you

Like Fuck
Yea It's really like that
Still don't believe me
Alright I'll be right back

Make a phone call and I get rid of all you
Chalking you
Coughing up the twenty-twos
Ramen noodles and the honey dew

Believe me when I say
You bitch niggas never seen a demon in the face

Just because I'm in college they think that I'm a back down
I'm at the spot where I got shot where you at now

Nigga tried to rob me by himself with one gun
Closed the back door
A nigga snaked me through the front one

Close my
Eyes
Still see em bleeding
Didn't watch them
Die
Still hear em screaming
Tried to hurt the
Guys
Now he not breathing

I'm the only nigga outside taking my steps
Ogbunabali is me
The Philly angel of death