Otto Rocket Wit the Dread Flow - 30 4 30 (D.O.S)
I put the set on my back, they proceeded to stab it
Done enough drugs to be considered an addict
At the top of my game like I'm stuck in the attic
I put my heart in this shit, they proceeded to lack it
Uh, shit was supposed to be bigger than us Now it's dead and gone, I'm on to better stuff
Should've followed my lead, why y'all still had the chance
Now the money getting long, poppin' rubber bands
The haters all dead, they just really fans
Shout out to Pusha and OP, kept it at 100 grand
Lost a few on the way, don't put no trust in friends
Me and Frank get along, I put my trust in bands
I'm the fuckin' truth, fireman, fireman, just lit up the booth
Man, as far as the music, they ain't fuckin' with me
I mean, I live what I rap, they ain't fuckin' with me
I mean, I live in the stu
60 let em know, Got me showin' emotions that I don't never show
Stuck in the fountain of youth, cause they don't never grow
Up, these niggas need to grow up Got my mind on the future, I can see it clearly
As far as all that fake love, keep this shit from near me
As far as all these damn drugs, I don't really need em
I'm just fightin' these demons and makin' niggas fear me
I was always on some RAP shit Until these wack-ass rappers start to sneak this
I Pac with that shit, I had to hit em up
Knock the breath out them niggas like punches to the gut
Put no trust in no nigga, I'd rather be alone
Wrap some weed in my swishes, my blunts just turn to stone
I'm just chillin' and rappin', I'm in my comfort zone
I'm just tired of stressin', leave me the fuck alone
Leave me the fuck alone
I'm just chillin' and rappin', I'm in my comfort zone
I'm just tired of stressin', leave me the fuck alone
I admire who I inspired to be The way my mother lookin' at me
Know she proud of me I got shit with me, life is such a fuckin puzzle
Still searchin' for that missing piece
It's hard to stay humble when you got the ball It's really hard to stay humble when you got the ball
Know they all waitin', waitin' on your downfall
Keep waitin', nigga
It's a cold world My old girl bitchin' bout my new girl
My new girl bad, I spend all this cash Pour a four up, then I pour a four down
Don't drink out my cup, that shit is hella dirty I think my head is gettin' big, word to Big Shirley
But I'm a humble down, 60 told me humble down
Man, if it wasn't for this rap shit I'd be runnin' loose, got a couple screws loose
You know I had to tighten up, was in a dark place
You know I had to light it up, so much smoke in my face
You know I'm only higher up, I just copped me a 8th
Uh, I guess I'm flyin' up, yeah I guess I'm flyin' up
I'm on this fuckin' earth until my time is up
If the sky is the limit, I guess I'm climbin' up
Uh, I guess I'm climbin' up If the sky is the limit, I guess I'm climbin' up
Yeah, I guess I'm climbin' up
I'ma just let the beat play over me, 60 Let me talk my shit, man
I'm on another level with this shit, man
On a motherfuckin' other level, you know A couple motherfuckers talkin' down on me
I'ma let them hate though, you know Shit feels good, feels very good, actually
Talk to them, S. Dot
I love this beat, just needed to vent a little bit
I hope y'all enjoy the tapin' shit, you know
I'm just tryna free my fuckin' soul, you know
I know real niggas gon' relate, PB and J, bitch
Written by:
Shaquille Lewis
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