I aint got nothin to lose
But i got some to prove
They was sleepin on me snooze
They wanted me to lose
OTM be the crew
OTM be the gang
And we wont never change
Only thing we change is lanes
Only thing we change is hoes
We switch em up like clothes
I remember them days wearing had me downs
Used to wear my cousin clothes
I remember them days had one pair of shoes
Now guccis on my toes
I remember them days i aint had no food went to sleep none in my stomach
Now the bitch wanna kick it, punt it
Want a nigga inside her stomach
Last bitch was trippin, f*ck it
All blue strips a nigga thumbin
And we aint never ducking
Make bands off of beats percussion
Them niggas claim they thuggin
But them niggas really bluffin
And this shit is perfect timing
Breakin down the door cause shining
Like heres johnny
Let me remind them
When i first started they was laughin and hollin
Now i play my shit same niggas jammin and vibin