Yo quietmindz we got another one homie
From ramen noodles to steak im gaining weight Few more months and mach be walking out the jakes
What a wait
We dont lost a few guys on this road to the prize
But they was praying on my demise still i rise
Go to war i think you shouldnt all my niggas crooked
Got lawyers on the payroll we aint going passed the bookins
Getting high watching life pass by you can throw Me in the jungle and i swear ill survive
Im like a god when the pen in my hand im odein
Pay attention cause the flow so potent they couldnt see it
O-d-e-n good lord that prolly take a while for you niggas brain to store
Im still in the gutta trynna strike chasing benjis every night
Almost had a pill flow but they wasnt looking right
Half a key on the spot i had to pitch that brick stack
Had it coming back all in big stacks
Put respect if you mention my name
Boy aint got the drive he better stay his lane
Better stay w his dame or catch a shell in his brain
If he catch 2 more he wont be living the same
I been spitting pain since flow got taken out the game
When they killed my big brother something in my mind changed
More aware i became to these suckas in my range
I dont f*ck w many niggas cause the vibes be feeling strange
I could never trust a guy who couldnt look me in the eyes
If you cant see the fake in that you must be blind
Dont ever drop a dime or give food to the swine
Niggas dont be scared to do shit but the time
All that money in ya pockets you still aint got no sense
If you really was some gs you wouldve stayed silent
F50 soon home gone have the block inna frenzy
A couple bottles couple bentleys
More life for the real more deaths for the enemy
Cant no sucka shit ever get into me
Word play wizard gun bar killer
My bitch dead bad mike jack thriller
No 1 iller find me a nigga
Lyrics so sharp half a verse a prolly split em
Verbally attatcking out rapping rappers w rhythm
Its like biggie mixed w pun and a lil bit of jigga
Stop throwing sub hit my line we can talk about it
We know your body and its likely to have some chalk around it
80 pack SLR we the new death row
Bunch of gangstas living good trynna stack that doe
Told my big bro scott the fam is all that we got
Im just trynna bring some hope to the block
We've seen alot
Signed a deal for these raps but ive been dying to flip a pack
Its so hard trying not to look back but its a trap
I feel my curses have all worsened since i focused up
Im the best in the city pick any zone you want
Im the best in the city pick any zone you want
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Yo quietmindz we got another one homie
From ramen noodles to steak im gaining weight Few more months and mach be walking out the jakes
What a wait
We dont lost a few guys on this road to the prize
But they was praying on my demise still i rise
Go to war i think you shouldnt all my niggas crooked
Got lawyers on the payroll we aint going passed the bookins
Getting high watching life pass by you can throw Me in the jungle and i swear ill survive
Im like a god when the pen in my hand im odein
Pay attention cause the flow so potent they couldnt see it
O-d-e-n good lord that prolly take a while for you niggas brain to store
Im still in the gutta trynna strike chasing benjis every night
Almost had a pill flow but they wasnt looking right
Half a key on the spot i had to pitch that brick stack
Had it coming back all in big stacks
Put respect if you mention my name
Boy aint got the drive he better stay his lane
Better stay w his dame or catch a shell in his brain
If he catch 2 more he wont be living the same
I been spitting pain since flow got taken out the game
When they killed my big brother something in my mind changed
More aware i became to these suckas in my range
I dont f*ck w many niggas cause the vibes be feeling strange
I could never trust a guy who couldnt look me in the eyes
If you cant see the fake in that you must be blind
Dont ever drop a dime or give food to the swine
Niggas dont be scared to do shit but the time
All that money in ya pockets you still aint got no sense
If you really was some gs you wouldve stayed silent
F50 soon home gone have the block inna frenzy
A couple bottles couple bentleys
More life for the real more deaths for the enemy
Cant no sucka shit ever get into me
Word play wizard gun bar killer
My bitch dead bad mike jack thriller
No 1 iller find me a nigga
Lyrics so sharp half a verse a prolly split em
Verbally attatcking out rapping rappers w rhythm
Its like biggie mixed w pun and a lil bit of jigga
Stop throwing sub hit my line we can talk about it
We know your body and its likely to have some chalk around it
80 pack SLR we the new death row
Bunch of gangstas living good trynna stack that doe
Told my big bro scott the fam is all that we got
Im just trynna bring some hope to the block
We've seen alot
Signed a deal for these raps but ive been dying to flip a pack
Its so hard trying not to look back but its a trap
I feel my curses have all worsened since i focused up
Im the best in the city pick any zone you want
Im the best in the city pick any zone you want
From ramen noodles to steak im gaining weight Few more months and mach be walking out the jakes
What a wait
We dont lost a few guys on this road to the prize
But they was praying on my demise still i rise
Go to war i think you shouldnt all my niggas crooked
Got lawyers on the payroll we aint going passed the bookins
Getting high watching life pass by you can throw Me in the jungle and i swear ill survive
Im like a god when the pen in my hand im odein
Pay attention cause the flow so potent they couldnt see it
O-d-e-n good lord that prolly take a while for you niggas brain to store
Im still in the gutta trynna strike chasing benjis every night
Almost had a pill flow but they wasnt looking right
Half a key on the spot i had to pitch that brick stack
Had it coming back all in big stacks
Put respect if you mention my name
Boy aint got the drive he better stay his lane
Better stay w his dame or catch a shell in his brain
If he catch 2 more he wont be living the same
I been spitting pain since flow got taken out the game
When they killed my big brother something in my mind changed
More aware i became to these suckas in my range
I dont f*ck w many niggas cause the vibes be feeling strange
I could never trust a guy who couldnt look me in the eyes
If you cant see the fake in that you must be blind
Dont ever drop a dime or give food to the swine
Niggas dont be scared to do shit but the time
All that money in ya pockets you still aint got no sense
If you really was some gs you wouldve stayed silent
F50 soon home gone have the block inna frenzy
A couple bottles couple bentleys
More life for the real more deaths for the enemy
Cant no sucka shit ever get into me
Word play wizard gun bar killer
My bitch dead bad mike jack thriller
No 1 iller find me a nigga
Lyrics so sharp half a verse a prolly split em
Verbally attatcking out rapping rappers w rhythm
Its like biggie mixed w pun and a lil bit of jigga
Stop throwing sub hit my line we can talk about it
We know your body and its likely to have some chalk around it
80 pack SLR we the new death row
Bunch of gangstas living good trynna stack that doe
Told my big bro scott the fam is all that we got
Im just trynna bring some hope to the block
We've seen alot
Signed a deal for these raps but ive been dying to flip a pack
Its so hard trying not to look back but its a trap
I feel my curses have all worsened since i focused up
Im the best in the city pick any zone you want
Im the best in the city pick any zone you want
Writer: Rafael Garcia
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid