O.B.L. (Original Bloodline)
Weasel Sims
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Aye, forty grand I get this in one take man Call me one take Hov Matter fact, call this shit one take Foe man Slow yo roll this hoopty's old The games cold but it's fair My road To success was damaged Felt every Pothole From these traffic streets And my back to feet Made noise in rap Then ran back to the trap to the eat Shit ain't dat sweet Fell in my lap, I fell on my back Now I'm back on two feet I had to counter attack defeat Adjust to manage the load Of goals Wit tires low And gas on E Drove slow by troopers at tolls Wit a pole And pound of gas on me My hoe ain't whole ratchet Mo half ratchet enough To hold ratchet for me My savage well above average Plus I still got some cats in the streets In back to catch fa me Faculty from my family tree Actually Daddy's side Original blood line Ain't no lacking for chief Bitches got questions And I got answers I'm taxing fa the D Pastor Troy we ready both sides church 69 and 63 We keep dope lines booming Guess wen you dudes Said it's a Drought What you excluded Was cause yo hard ain't moving Your heart ain't into it You don't know what you doing Too Stuck on stupid No street smarts Stacked bread In wheat tims But I don't eat gluten So hustler what's to it Is You buying or selling No capping Dessert eagle packing While I'm trapping I could sell an old cactus to a desert An anorexic dessert Water to a faucet Spots to a leopard I prolly came in dripping Drips of water from my crosses But imma young boss That only came To serve the other bosses Stack my bread And Never toss it Don't care how much Im up when I'm winning I still remember er bit of dem losses That's wen flukey shit happen So that's wen you gotta move more cautious Get a coffin Or move as killers do Ridiculed fa the thoughts That I often showed to the world First jock I got caught wit it Was chrome And the handle was pearl Coulda pulled up on the block Old school slamming On a Vellano wit a swirl But that's a bigger target For newer opps To put a top nigga on mural But y'all don't hear me tho I'm still here tho It's just my thoughts Tryna make peace wit the most recent Bad decisions I made Bm still deleting, ig dm's From the past bitches I laid Ten years can't sleep Still dealing wit the grief Of my dead homie name My old Hood didnt think I did enough And since they thought I was giving up I Got judged by niggas Who In my opinions were lame Now the relationships can't be saved And the hood will never be the same I can't complain these day Took some L's oh well Still doing my thang That's how i always played the game Low-key I ain't never gone change Might let you talk preview my thoughts But look I ain't gon say everything To tell anyone everything That's the definition of insane Now I play the dumb role Till my plans unfold Cuz most people judge u Off what you most do And less on what you most know Hard to control The thoughts that Jog from my soul When regular joes Run to give me advice on my goals And barely even Chase thoughts of they own Free smoke Imma chief Pat MaHomes How you gone teach me to throw From at home screaming at the tv Squeezing on the remote control While I'm playing in the super bowl Don't need MVP as long as my team winning In the end My ends super long Bitch you got it super wrong These Clark Kent Super man clones Be saving these ol stupid hoes Just cuz super dome From the park bench I'm heartless As Far as Cupid goes Erotic wit a thot bitch But no Eros Hoe save ya arrows I'm mo on point than a 4 piece from Harold's Fried hard salt and pepper mild sauce From uncle Remus and I'm thorough Got drip And l aint shopped since Some seasons ago Speaking of eating Got a meeting this evening Wit Ontoro About bricks Partnerships Investments in music and clothes Reap what u sow Skeleton keys So I can I be a locksmith Suggesting stock tips Think and grow rich from my apartment These is the goals It's just my thoughts bitch
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Written by: JABARI NEWTON, RUFUS SIMS
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