Letter To The OG
Bomb in the building
Bomb in the building
Let's go to work
This letter's for the og
Bomb in the building like where you been at
Cooling like the side of the pillow you lay your head at
Giving people just what they wanted I recommend that
Hits like a boxer talking to where your chin at
Tougher then the bull I'm a dozer
Sipping on the saki while I polish my trophies
Making lots of money like I'm having a gold rush
Bringing in the wins I am that kind of solider
Yeah
Call it bad boy malachi
Ride but hell if I
Know my way around
Still get hella done
Bomb shit hella fun
First up get a run
Next up get her done
Mills get split around
Yeah
I want extragent shit
Couple hundred acres
I can build a castle and shit
Smart enough to hit the books and rock a tassel and shit
Doing all the same things that a bachelor is
Yeah
Yeah
I come up from living way down
Chilling on the playground to earth being the playground
Bomb is the building and nothing that you should play round
Think of wearing smiles and doing it everyday bruh
I don't drop the ball
I'm on fire
Half court shots from deep then wave bye ya
Shoot my shot with heat
The god writes this
High nice kids you think you like violence
Now you gotta feel
The cut it hurts deeply
Trips out seas for please or no reason
I get paid with ease like I'm breathing
Rest my head for tours in four seasons
Stacks on stacks of cash I'm big beaming
Iced out chain supplies a bright beaming
Talk my talk you feel and got meaning
All out real I'm last the Mohicans
This letter's for my og
You're talking to the og
This letter's for the og
This letter's for the og
You're talking to the
Its Doobie
Yeah nigga that's me
And since I turned 16 I been my own og
Ain't a hood in az a nigga don't know me
Ran up a couple quarter tickets and we stay low key ya bitch
The heart of a lion the eye of the tiger
The ogs love me cause I got jammed and didn't flow through the wire
I stand on principles and morals taught by gangstas and hustlers
Pimps and players and even got some game from some squares
Thats why no matter my environment I adapt and prevail
Whether cooperate office back alley corner or jail
Stripper bitch with a business plan
Her doctor from Yale
All I need is loyalty and to believe you won't tell
I'm a unicorn sasquatch ufo god
RIP to my only og Jim Bob
Said its gator life on mine till the world blow
My city know that I'm the fucking best and now it's time to let the world know
You trying keep your bitch away from me
Cause once your girl know
First time she alone with me
Doobie make your girl go
Mine mine mine
Then I'm coming down your girl throat
Told buddy I ain't fuck her I just sell your girl dope
Its Doobie
Like what the fuck did you expect
If you wolfing on the internet you're really not a threat
Every og that I ever met
Said never let them see you sweat
For family money or respect
You up to take two to the neck
Its Doobie
You talking to the OG
You looking at the OG
Bomb in the building
Let's go to work
This letter's for the og
Bomb in the building like where you been at
Cooling like the side of the pillow you lay your head at
Giving people just what they wanted I recommend that
Hits like a boxer talking to where your chin at
Tougher then the bull I'm a dozer
Sipping on the saki while I polish my trophies
Making lots of money like I'm having a gold rush
Bringing in the wins I am that kind of solider
Yeah
Call it bad boy malachi
Ride but hell if I
Know my way around
Still get hella done
Bomb shit hella fun
First up get a run
Next up get her done
Mills get split around
Yeah
I want extragent shit
Couple hundred acres
I can build a castle and shit
Smart enough to hit the books and rock a tassel and shit
Doing all the same things that a bachelor is
Yeah
Yeah
I come up from living way down
Chilling on the playground to earth being the playground
Bomb is the building and nothing that you should play round
Think of wearing smiles and doing it everyday bruh
I don't drop the ball
I'm on fire
Half court shots from deep then wave bye ya
Shoot my shot with heat
The god writes this
High nice kids you think you like violence
Now you gotta feel
The cut it hurts deeply
Trips out seas for please or no reason
I get paid with ease like I'm breathing
Rest my head for tours in four seasons
Stacks on stacks of cash I'm big beaming
Iced out chain supplies a bright beaming
Talk my talk you feel and got meaning
All out real I'm last the Mohicans
This letter's for my og
You're talking to the og
This letter's for the og
This letter's for the og
You're talking to the
Its Doobie
Yeah nigga that's me
And since I turned 16 I been my own og
Ain't a hood in az a nigga don't know me
Ran up a couple quarter tickets and we stay low key ya bitch
The heart of a lion the eye of the tiger
The ogs love me cause I got jammed and didn't flow through the wire
I stand on principles and morals taught by gangstas and hustlers
Pimps and players and even got some game from some squares
Thats why no matter my environment I adapt and prevail
Whether cooperate office back alley corner or jail
Stripper bitch with a business plan
Her doctor from Yale
All I need is loyalty and to believe you won't tell
I'm a unicorn sasquatch ufo god
RIP to my only og Jim Bob
Said its gator life on mine till the world blow
My city know that I'm the fucking best and now it's time to let the world know
You trying keep your bitch away from me
Cause once your girl know
First time she alone with me
Doobie make your girl go
Mine mine mine
Then I'm coming down your girl throat
Told buddy I ain't fuck her I just sell your girl dope
Its Doobie
Like what the fuck did you expect
If you wolfing on the internet you're really not a threat
Every og that I ever met
Said never let them see you sweat
For family money or respect
You up to take two to the neck
Its Doobie
You talking to the OG
You looking at the OG
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Carrington Kindred
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