OMBE Dior - No Remorse (End of Story)

Uh-oh, you getting nervous Oscar? Go get back, nigga
Like first off, man, let me say this You drop out bums, need to get off my dick
Like, don't run, don't trip You could get shot, even with your bitch
Y'all ain't on shit, y'all need to get back for what Sosa did

Like, word to bro stay away from the studio Pick up a tooland go handle your biz
I ain't wanna do this, but y'all got me fessed, just know that it's lit
Like when I run into you, huh, you better duck I'ma dump the whole clip, that's word to
your dead homies in my split Dead-ass cousin, even your twin

Flock at whoever, I'm takin' that risk Bitch, I'm a demon, I'll do it again
Ahh, stop chattin', get lit Go get back, get the fuck off my dick
On bro, don't release no more music Better do somethin' safe, stop tryin' to pretend
Like, be yourself, stop tryin' to fit in I don't care who you are, nigga, suck my dick

Like, don't end up dead in a ditch And most of these niggas don't rap what they
live Like, everybody was cryin' and shit
Too bad y'all be dyin' and shit Walk down gang, you gon' die like your twin
Everything dead i don't care who you with I'm an ABG, baby, I don't care who get hit

Like, throw up the four, y'all know what I'm on
Ain't no remorse when I'm in that mode grra

Written by:
Ashton Leroy

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