Yeah I'm a youngin' but I'm still a OG
Inner mental, f*ckin' with you O.D
You steady thinkin' bout it, depression hit you holy
May 21st, I lost my brother, hope that he restin' in peace
And it be f*cked up when it hits you, you know
A lil' feelin' that be itchin' on you, for sure
When you thinkin' bout it, you feel all alone
Nobody checkin' on you, no one callin, to your phone
Shit hit different when it really happen
What I say in other song's, you know I'm never cappin
You know that's steady trappin
You be so proud of your own bullshit, no one ever clappin
Round of applause for all these niggas think they really slappin
Just want to give my mother everything she asked for
Cops be lookin' for my pops, run out the back door
The way I grew up got me lookin' for a platform
And I ain't frontin' in these song's know these is factors
2021 been f*cked up, just heard about another bitch that got a nigga stuck up
And I heard about another nigga payin' off the reaper
If you still listen, then know the shit about to get deeper
How do you feel after you listen to me talk about my feelings?
Do you feel my pain or not? You thinkin' lookin' at the ceiling
Or you either drivin' home from work you bottle up a concealing
F*ck man, I hate when my evil side revealing
Yeah I'm a youngin' but I'm still a OG
Inner mental, f*ckin' with you O.D
You steady thinkin' bout it, depression hit you holy
May 21st, I lost my brother, hope that he restin' in peace
And it be f*cked up when it hits you, you know
A lil' feelin' that be itchin' on you, for sure
When you thinkin' bout it, you feel all alone
Nobody checkin' on you, no one callin, to your phone
Yeah, gotta keep on rollin, gotta keep on smokin
So all my pain can go away, you niggas think I'm jokin
I done went through some rainy days and now it's really showin
My mother buggin' by my scent, she ask me what's the potent?
When I was six, I was just lookin' up to the drug dealers
When I was fourteen, I just made a buck off a Feature
If I ain't find a way, my mother told me dig deeper
This is my kingdom, nigga, I don't need a gatekeeper
Kid - 1995 (Chino's Interlude) Lyrics
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Yeah I'm a youngin' but I'm still a OG
Inner mental, f*ckin' with you O.D
You steady thinkin' bout it, depression hit you holy
May 21st, I lost my brother, hope that he restin' in peace
And it be f*cked up when it hits you, you know
A lil' feelin' that be itchin' on you, for sure
When you thinkin' bout it, you feel all alone
Nobody checkin' on you, no one callin, to your phone
Shit hit different when it really happen
What I say in other song's, you know I'm never cappin
You know that's steady trappin
You be so proud of your own bullshit, no one ever clappin
Round of applause for all these niggas think they really slappin
Just want to give my mother everything she asked for
Cops be lookin' for my pops, run out the back door
The way I grew up got me lookin' for a platform
And I ain't frontin' in these song's know these is factors
2021 been f*cked up, just heard about another bitch that got a nigga stuck up
And I heard about another nigga payin' off the reaper
If you still listen, then know the shit about to get deeper
How do you feel after you listen to me talk about my feelings?
Do you feel my pain or not? You thinkin' lookin' at the ceiling
Or you either drivin' home from work you bottle up a concealing
F*ck man, I hate when my evil side revealing
Yeah I'm a youngin' but I'm still a OG
Inner mental, f*ckin' with you O.D
You steady thinkin' bout it, depression hit you holy
May 21st, I lost my brother, hope that he restin' in peace
And it be f*cked up when it hits you, you know
A lil' feelin' that be itchin' on you, for sure
When you thinkin' bout it, you feel all alone
Nobody checkin' on you, no one callin, to your phone
Yeah, gotta keep on rollin, gotta keep on smokin
So all my pain can go away, you niggas think I'm jokin
I done went through some rainy days and now it's really showin
My mother buggin' by my scent, she ask me what's the potent?
When I was six, I was just lookin' up to the drug dealers
When I was fourteen, I just made a buck off a Feature
If I ain't find a way, my mother told me dig deeper
This is my kingdom, nigga, I don't need a gatekeeper
Inner mental, f*ckin' with you O.D
You steady thinkin' bout it, depression hit you holy
May 21st, I lost my brother, hope that he restin' in peace
And it be f*cked up when it hits you, you know
A lil' feelin' that be itchin' on you, for sure
When you thinkin' bout it, you feel all alone
Nobody checkin' on you, no one callin, to your phone
Shit hit different when it really happen
What I say in other song's, you know I'm never cappin
You know that's steady trappin
You be so proud of your own bullshit, no one ever clappin
Round of applause for all these niggas think they really slappin
Just want to give my mother everything she asked for
Cops be lookin' for my pops, run out the back door
The way I grew up got me lookin' for a platform
And I ain't frontin' in these song's know these is factors
2021 been f*cked up, just heard about another bitch that got a nigga stuck up
And I heard about another nigga payin' off the reaper
If you still listen, then know the shit about to get deeper
How do you feel after you listen to me talk about my feelings?
Do you feel my pain or not? You thinkin' lookin' at the ceiling
Or you either drivin' home from work you bottle up a concealing
F*ck man, I hate when my evil side revealing
Yeah I'm a youngin' but I'm still a OG
Inner mental, f*ckin' with you O.D
You steady thinkin' bout it, depression hit you holy
May 21st, I lost my brother, hope that he restin' in peace
And it be f*cked up when it hits you, you know
A lil' feelin' that be itchin' on you, for sure
When you thinkin' bout it, you feel all alone
Nobody checkin' on you, no one callin, to your phone
Yeah, gotta keep on rollin, gotta keep on smokin
So all my pain can go away, you niggas think I'm jokin
I done went through some rainy days and now it's really showin
My mother buggin' by my scent, she ask me what's the potent?
When I was six, I was just lookin' up to the drug dealers
When I was fourteen, I just made a buck off a Feature
If I ain't find a way, my mother told me dig deeper
This is my kingdom, nigga, I don't need a gatekeeper
Writer: David Martins
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid