J.Ossom - Anti-Hero

Woah
Yeah
Super Ossom
J. Ossom
I ain't captain save no nothing (nothing)
I ain't never wore no cape (that's right)
We hunting down the top
Cause ain't shit second rate (keep up)
They said they need the drop
I told them niggas wait (just wait)
We need you to be great
I got just what it take (let's get it)
See I'm on my second move and I'm now going for the kill (yeah)
I'm a wreck it on the mic for what I fucked up in the field
Everything round me so nice cause everything round me so real (uh huh)
It's like magic you can have it but that mil a turn to nil (woo)
I can't keep up with that phony shit can't keep up with these lies
I can't keep up with these hoes but I still keep up with my side
Do my niggas like some hoes you know a nigga rather die (uh huh)
You got to bring them niggas with you when you trying to lead a tribe
I got stress up on my neck
Money on my mind
Tell these niggas I got next I gots to gots to get mine (gots to get mine)
Niggas say they bout respect but a lot of them lying
I'm a hard nigga to impress cause all my shit fire (all my shit)
I been up and down that interstate (woo)
Back and forth like a damn debate (woo)
Never seen me run away unless you seen 12 trying to run my plate (woo)
Trying to disappear trying to dodge the hate
Trying to pull a trick like Doctor Fate (let's get it)
Like Doctor Strange like Dr. Dre
I don't give a damn what these doctors say
I'm going hard trying to lose the weight but I got to stack my cake (hey)
They told me slow it down but I feel like I'm too late (hey hey)
I'm coming for the crown cause I fell like I'm too great
I'm tired of holding back real niggas can relate (that's right)
I ain't captain save no nothing (nothing)
I ain't never wore no cape
We hunting down the top
Cause ain't shit second rate (ain't shit second rate)
They said they need the drop
I told them niggas wait (just wait)
We need you to be great
I got just what it take
Intimidate ain't got to flex
Assimilate call kinds of techs
I ventilate a toxic ex
By making sure my pockets checks (hey)
I made mistakes I got regrets
I made mistakes I cannot forget
If you got to go don't slow your roll better pay your toll and don't stop for less (never)
I body hard I body guard
My main bitch and my fucking squad
My mama yard my debit card you bring the noise I'm ready for it
Don't talk shit prepare for war
Or them fuck niggas gone up the score
You can search this whole fucking world you won't find nobody better boy (boy)
Yeah
J.Ossom
Super Ossom

Written by:
Joel Ossom

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