FOR the OGs

This for my OGs
Running through streets just peeping for police
I'm high like a nosebleed
Drowning my feelings all out with this OE
I seen niggas hit three
Catching that life man cause he just OC
This shorties for disloyal for niggas
Man homies locked up, they fucking some other nigga
Now there go some trouble nigga
If homie get out it's over for buddy nigga
An that's how they want it nigga
Suicide life, I can't even trust a nigga
I'm on a mission, trying to dismiss it
Just pay attention
Give a foot twelve inches, over extensions
Peepin the game like Lieutenants
Charlie sheen nigga so I am winning
Niggas is hating I got them grinning
Niggas tweaking off that life sentence
But they out soon so they probably snitching
My music a drug so I got them itching
I wasn't gone I was just suspended
Now I'm back Don Juan I'm pimping
You can't have Jordan without Scottie Pippen
Mike Jones man a nigga still tippin'
I'm off this drink a nigga still sipping
Tramps on lean, man they still flipping
Free my niggas man the judge still tripping
The Feds watching until we start slipping
I'm goin crazy cause the plugs tripping
I'm balling like 04' Pistons
This that motivation for them niggas wishing look

This for my OGs
Running through streets just peeping for police
I'm high like a nosebleed
Drowning my feelings all out with this OE
This for my OGs
Running through streets just peeping for police
I'm high like a nosebleed
Drowning my feelings all out with this OE

This is that draw four
This ain't uno but we pulling them cards boy
Remember them old days
Grinding some hard, I'm takin the long way
My niggas they don't play
Disrespect? You catching that Twelve gage
These niggas be all about violence
Fuck around you will be silence don't spray
Independent, but them deals coming
My OGs said keep on stunting
The lord said never stop running
So I'm nick cannon
I'm a keep on drumming
I'm ballin on them like I'm Andre Drummond
Niggas flashy so I'm steady ducking
People talking, but it's really nothing
If it's really somethin then we gone discuss it
This for my for my niggas who got no money
Payin bonds but the lawyer pumping
Extra money for the shorty at the crib
But you know she spend it all on nothing
So what are gone do
Should you go back to school
Should you go back to the block
Or back to cell number twenty-two
This for my OGs
My nigga this big facts
This for my niggas who gettin money
This for my niggas who got jack
Peeping streets lookin for the sacks
Point five for ten give me five back
These niggas be rapping that weak shit
Probably they eatin them rap snacks
Cut all the chit chat
This for my niggas who selling them loud packs
Dodging them cops like a road map
Catchin these bodies like rat traps
Bodies on bodies I can't even count
My nigga you hearing them guns clap
This for my OGs
Respect is the word that you hearin slap

This for my OGs
Running through streets just peeping for police
I'm high like a nosebleed
Drowning my feelings all out with this OE
This for my OGs
Running through streets just peeping for police
I'm high like a nosebleed
Drowning my feelings all out with this OE



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Writer(s): Kamal Mangram
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