OSHEA IV - UDAONE FREESTYLE

Aye I'm the one comin' out of them two black tens
Turn it up on the dial prolly wreck yo benz
Wil' out all week to collect my ends
Sunday come around, I repent my sins
Doin' it all off the strength of my people
One up on you niggas, you claimin' we equal
First body of work now just wait on the sequel
I body a verse, they should make it illegal
Ain't no controllin' a nigga this out of control
Bitch I spit right out of my soul
Aye don't troll with me nigga
I'm burnin' the bridges I cross, you can't slow me
I'm back on the roll
Tide of niggas goin' off behind back
My Alabama niggas keep it a stack
Takin' notes when they be speakin' them facts
Flip the knowledge, let it speak on the track
Don't come around if you ain't here to compete
We double numbers that we make every week
The streets is watchin', ima memphis the bleak
Gon' make em proud, I'm comin' straight out the Peake
Winter comin', time to bulk up
Indy Jones, I'm finna rope her
I was gettin' tired of the low cut
Finna grow it out for the culture
Lock up, this bitch locked down
I'm Cujo in the dog pound
5 percent when I'm ridin' 'round
When it get cold, I'll let the top down
Started local then became worldwide
Celebrate with the drank, let the pain subside
Spotlight comin', no I ain't gon hide
Everything on the line, Woady Mane gon' ride
Married to the game, got a thang on the side
Talk down on my name, know it aint gon' slide
I can feel it in my soul, issa thing called pride
And I'm swimming with the sharks like Roy Dotrice
Took a shot, all net, ball don't lie
Take a shot of the drank, got me on my side
Give me three mo', I could fuck all night
If I seen it from the front, call that shit foresight
Still turned when she passed, no I ain't gon' lie
If the ass ain't fat then she ain't my type
Ten toes down 'til the day I die
Thank God for this shit, know he on my side
Came back and I had to level up
Applied pressure on a nigga, made a diamond in the rough
Can't flex on me, ima call yo bluff
Shit, I gotta bigger problems, let me roll my blunt
Break it down in the bread, in God I trust
Made a man in the fall, scorpios stand up
Can't complain 'bout a thang
Ima dame in the game
Go Kane, nigga 'bout to set fire in the ring
Entertain with the brain, insane membrane
Go psycho, make a nigga kneel on the grain
Bring the pain any day, know the cons outweigh
Ima stack my chips with the poker face
Ima lion in the game, like my man D Slay
Ring the phone nonstop when they watch my tape
Better read that print before yo ass get raped
Better print that 'tract when my shit get played
Best believe right now that my shit gon' stay
Living legend in the flesh, man remember my face
Blow a bag on a bitch, gotta catch my pace
Double up on the budget, everything gettin' raked
Go against my creed, I wish you try
Sneak diss my name, bitch think you sly
Remove that pork, nigga who want beef
I'll stab that shit with a pickupine
Damn, still can't believe this hear
Ima stamp this shit, 2020 my year
Came so far, nigga way back then I remember my shoes ain't match my gear
Remember my funds ain't match my peers
I was thinkin' 'bout the past, I ain't have this here
Came a long way in the last ten years
Nigga got the Cali trees blowin' past my ears

Written by:
Charles Swinton

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