OD Temper - Lost And Found

Too many squares in my circle
Need round my edges
Painting pictures vivid colors
Niggas drawing sketches
I been going way too hard
Aint ever going backwards
So many snakes up my yard
Im tryna kill these haters
My momma told me pray to god
If you want somethin happen
Lot of niggas cappin
A lot bitches actin out
They want all your attention
I feel a lot of tension
Im smoking on this russian
Soviet like 47

OD with that toolie
Make your tooti pop
Aint tryna hear none
I been known to turn up the block
My choppa still run
Its making niggas do the wop
Real nigga in the flesh
Aint no fugazzi drop
I tried to tell these niggas stop
But they aint never listened
Turn the hate into a job
Im really on a mission
Tunnel vision
No emission on these fake woes
I know these niggas watching real close

Tell me why the fuck should i care about petty words
I know time flies faster than a batter swerves
One moment you flying high, the next you hit the curb
One good girl is worth a thousand birds

Yeah, and thats for most and not just anybody
Any nigga pull up to the function then we catch a body
Leave em on a stretcher if a nigga lackin
Im never braggin unless im bragging
Bitch you know whats braxkin
Ever since i started breaking ounces
Started making peas
Had to watch my back
Cause niggas will blame for they own defeat
So i stay low steady watching niggas reach
People will show you how they are if you just let em speak
Shit i aint tryna preach
But thats just how it sounds
The most important's not the fall its how you hit the ground
And if youre safe and sound
No need to wait around
Was once lost up in the this motherfucka
Now im found

Written by:
Audry Petemba

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