Lyrics:
trynna observe my moves
Curbside Smoove lay niggas in the dirt by noon
Nerds I knew can't even solve the work I do
Five hundred every week but see I'm
false alarm
They want to do us harm like I'm nervous
Live inside a glass house
They want to bring us down
Then drag us out
It's all about niggas that
want to give me bloody body
By pumping a couple of slugs inside me
But I'll be damned we won if it comes to guns and I'm
Stacking them thangs so you gets
slip
That's one of you rap crews in the lip, huh?
I'm two seconds off, I'm one second lost from the six-pack
Now we put in together, we can all get that
night, through
With that twenty two let that chopper tool
Make her body move that's my
You ain't gotta cool when you gotta
Do when you gotta do
Five on my
marked for death since birth
But still we're making it work,
Keeping 4-4 by our side
While watching niggas that lurk;
And police in my area
Seem to all go
o'clock, I'm God, bro, I get popped
I like two shots, you know that he really, he really said that he gon' slide
I'ma get a bowl, work up my arm, don't even
your body in the dirt
If I were a fool I'd believe it's true but I have no fear of what you can do
See I'm free I can be just anyone that I want to be
body work|Let me see that body jerk|Let me get behind it|Snap it, claim it like I found it first|Throw that thing off in reverse|Slap that thing off in
that the tears roll down your face (Down your face)
Your body grasp who we are (Who are we?)
Two gypsy beggars who only by Vegas
Came to be a star
(A
mum but that didn't work
Counted to 10 but that didn't work
Blud, man ah putting in work
Switch them plates, man ah going on a ride
Black bally on and I
every show
Whole crew couldn't be faded
Straight untouchable flows
Faithful few stayed down
Whether I'm rich or I'm broke
Trees by the pound, take two
fucked up, the whole damn crew!
Chur, Chur, Chur, Churrr! x2
(Yeaah hah, you know who it is, The O’C, The O’C)
I wish i could live like this forever,
runnin' off my Polo shirt
If I had all the money that I sold and work
I could buy a Dr. Dre beat and a house
Couple diamond chains, make sure I'm standin'
was just plain superstitious horse shit
Basically its a mixture of two Religions, one catholicism brought here by the Spanish comprestadores
And two
to Die" for what you got
Got a crew with killas behind me, I'm grimey
I'm one of the big body, blowin' cushions where you can find me
For figures, we
round and round chicken head breakin it down
Created by my tonic
The monistary is found all casino like Nino I'm that nigga
Can't
See no proud
Movin all
exactly how it happens
Minds on zenith
I created two lives can't be defeated
Might got to step back 200 feet to see my genius
Fuck a set back
That's how
Bad bih with a tight lil waist
Up next boy I cannot wait
2 phones Kevin Gates
2 hoes like Mary Kate
Yellow rocks with the lemonade
Blowin’ up had
where niggaz two-step on your face
[Chorus]
Uhh, yeah
Anywhere that my crew party the freaks all on us
And valet get the keys with peace signs
in love with you
One two three, see, it's so easy
What more can I say, I'm feeling you
It's so simple, I'm getting into
Something that I said, I'll
(N***** show ya fake love)
Verse 2:
See verse 2 is kinda similar to verse 1
The shooter called the plug to let em know he got that work done
The plug
really buy anything that sells
Don't go broke tryna be like me or try so hard that you end up in jail
I
I live what I rap I don't live my life by abiding
Bossin’ in this bitch
Boss bitch know how to work
Work hard for that money baby
Shit could be worse worst lie ever told
Is that I wasn't the truth
Truth be
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