LRN Nola - Ok'Oir Keisha (feat. FG MB)

Big Nola
Never stayed on point they in it for fame but me I gotta be
Big nola ya heard me
Never stayed on point they in it for fame but me I gotta be
Never stayed on point they in it for fame
Never stayed on point they in it for fame but me I gotta be
Ye
I gotta be
Never stayed on point they in it for fame but me I gotta be
Gotta be prolly one of the dumbest if you ever doubted me
Tried to be humble but they keep going
Bringing it outta me
Twenty racks in my designer jeans
Get a nigga tie my shoe so I don't get on one knee you can't promise me
My patna just got off the phone with my patna
Say he thinking bout sliming me
Way way before the models and designer I'm who they trying to be
Ain't no way it's another me
Said I'm the last real Nigga made a way for my people
Why they hate me
I said they hate me already, and I feel like I made it already
Got carates with my baguettes
And she say I promise won't tell nobody
I'm ready whenever you ready
And twelve heard I'm up at the block at Little Caesars playing Weezy
The block can stay hot cause I'm ready
Text "Ok Or" to end conversation
Streets got me cold like keyshia
Fuck the game up until they really penetrated
I'm trying to be rich for generations
Need pliers if we gon' try to fix the situation
I'm finna go hit my buss it baby
My money and love is different cause only one last long
I'm my mama last child but I'm nothing like your last one
Never stayed on point they in it for fame but me I gotta be
Gotta be prolly one of the dumbest if you ever doubted me
Tried to be humble but they keep going
Bringing it outta me
Twenty racks in my designer jeans
Get a nigga tie my shoe so I don't get on one knee you can't promise me
My patna just got off the phone with my patna
Say he thinking bout sliming me
Way way before the models and designer I'm who they trying to be
Ain't no way it's another me
Said I'm the last real Nigga made a way for my people
Why they hate me
Slow money or none at all
Young nigga know I stood tall
Bury that glizzy on the floor
Nobody know what happened
They doubted me I'm going major league
Two two-threes to split your team
Cause everybody like twenty three
Uhhhh uhhhh
I put them racks right in that safe I don't trust nobody save me
Shawty said she got that Florida water she gon' have to demonstrate it
She lick this dick just like a lollipop
But not the Carter way
I hope these percocets give me wings so I can fly
Never stayed on point they in it for fame but me I gotta be
Gotta be prolly one of the dumbest if you ever doubted me
Tried to be humble but they keep going
Bringing it outta me
Twenty racks in my designer jeans
Get a nigga tie my shoe so I don't get on one knee you can't promise me
My patna just got off the phone with my patna
Say he thinking bout sliming me
Way way before the models and designer I'm who they trying to be
Ain't no way it's another me
Said I'm the last real Nigga made a way for they people
Why they hate me
Twenty racks in my designer jeans
Get a nigga to tie my shoe so I don't gotta get on one knee cause you can't promise me
My patna just got off the phone with my patna
They thinking bout sliming me lil dawg
They thinking bout sliming me lil dawg

Written by:
Nola Hendricks

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