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Obsession Video (MV)




Performed By: Drippy Jay
Language: English
Length: 3:11
Written by: Jason Rivera




Drippy Jay - Obsession Lyrics




I got the gun on my lap it's all in my possession
Got the money on my mind that is my obsession
Yeah i ain't no killer but don't make me get aggressive
Cause that Smith and Wesson it's gone talk and teach you lessons
You say you feel my pain but you ain't see my perspective
Mommas crying bullets flying man that shit was stressing
I done seen so much shit my feels i can't express it
I'm the first one out my city man that shits impressive
If you tryna take it yo moms gone feel that depression
Yeah we got beef and i see you walking on my section
You really want the fame we gone make you get attention
Put yo name on the grave while the preach gives you blessing
I got what he wants its gone be more than contention
Fiji dripping off my neck man that shits expensive
So much dripping off it, it don't even need a pendent
Tryna snatch it off I'm gone hit you with my weapon
I got smoke that you don't want but i make you inhale it
What we was doing back then this lifestyle was unexpected
We was breaking in yo crib with masks undetected
Selling bags but we ain't do it with perfection
Niggas all they do is doubt they say change directions
But when you make it they gone turn the hate to some affection
These niggas rats like chameleons they gone blend in
We roll em in a back wood yeah we like that big smoke session

I can see the fear all up in yo eyes
You f*cked with me little nigga you just rolled the dice
They ain't got no money so they tryna change the price
I'm telling them go hustle that's my only damn advice
Chasing my big dreams i had to make that sacrifice
We was broke in my pants i ain't have a dime
We really broke but i got a million dollar mind
I'm balling like i'm Kobe i just entered my prime
Niggas watch you grow up then they stab you in they spine
You ain't gone take it cause this shit took hella time
We gone go back to doing all them crimes
We gone keep going until we f*cking shine
We gone get it out the dirt but this shit hard to find
All them fake niggas i'ma leave them stuck behind
I'm saying f*ck the industry cause this rap shit is mine
This is my obsession i'ma just say it one time
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I got the gun on my lap it's all in my possession
Got the money on my mind that is my obsession
Yeah i ain't no killer but don't make me get aggressive
Cause that Smith and Wesson it's gone talk and teach you lessons
You say you feel my pain but you ain't see my perspective
Mommas crying bullets flying man that shit was stressing
I done seen so much shit my feels i can't express it
I'm the first one out my city man that shits impressive
If you tryna take it yo moms gone feel that depression
Yeah we got beef and i see you walking on my section
You really want the fame we gone make you get attention
Put yo name on the grave while the preach gives you blessing
I got what he wants its gone be more than contention
Fiji dripping off my neck man that shits expensive
So much dripping off it, it don't even need a pendent
Tryna snatch it off I'm gone hit you with my weapon
I got smoke that you don't want but i make you inhale it
What we was doing back then this lifestyle was unexpected
We was breaking in yo crib with masks undetected
Selling bags but we ain't do it with perfection
Niggas all they do is doubt they say change directions
But when you make it they gone turn the hate to some affection
These niggas rats like chameleons they gone blend in
We roll em in a back wood yeah we like that big smoke session

I can see the fear all up in yo eyes
You f*cked with me little nigga you just rolled the dice
They ain't got no money so they tryna change the price
I'm telling them go hustle that's my only damn advice
Chasing my big dreams i had to make that sacrifice
We was broke in my pants i ain't have a dime
We really broke but i got a million dollar mind
I'm balling like i'm Kobe i just entered my prime
Niggas watch you grow up then they stab you in they spine
You ain't gone take it cause this shit took hella time
We gone go back to doing all them crimes
We gone keep going until we f*cking shine
We gone get it out the dirt but this shit hard to find
All them fake niggas i'ma leave them stuck behind
I'm saying f*ck the industry cause this rap shit is mine
This is my obsession i'ma just say it one time
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Writer: Jason Rivera
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