LEE MUSIC - OG Outro

Aye
Look
I ain't no street nigga but I know about it
And I ain't from the project but I'm bout to fucking drop it
Flying to the tropics got this shorty on my cockpit
Damn it feels good wait I'm getting off of topic
Twenty in my sock but a dollar in my pocket
Walking up the block and my shoulders what I'm watching
Know some young niggas that could get the streets popping
But I had OGs that gave me a different option
From the east to the northside what you know about it
My Mama say we be alright and I ain't never doubt it
We scrape together change got a penny got a count it
I'm watching make it rain now I'm flowing like a fountain
I'm trying to climb a mountain, got to bring the right tools
The fuck you supposed to do when you can't afford the screws
And they be changing rules the way my shorty chang her moods
I got too many blues for any more bad news
Both my grannies gone
Who the fuck gonna pray for me
I dont see my family shit thats how it is basically
They don't understand me cuz I'm never moving patiently
When I get that grammy they gonna call to fill the vacancy
How bout we wait and see I had some hate in me
I let it pile then I blow up like some gasoline
Ain't running miles Imma slide him like some vaseline
But now I smile cuz I never copped that magazine
The right ones was always there for me
So I never went to therapy
And now its getting clear to me that OGs
Was just preparing me for everything I'm meant to be
And then I stepped into the industry
Because that nine to five is finicky
I'm reminiscing over memories and tryna catch a vide so I be rapping over symphonies
So I be rapping over symphonies
And I been praying for my enemies
I ain't giving yall that energy
Used to run the streets, now I'm at home like a remedy
Ricky told me that I need to make an outro
Rolling up that indo got something on my mental
I could have kept it simple maybe do a freestyle
But I do that all the time and I ain't done this in a while
When I be coming up, them people told me I was different
I be writing raps while my friends was on a mission
But they had my back and they was never acting distant
They kept my ass on track like I was running for the distance
I gotta be consistent, keep that vision, them haters tripping nigga you aint gotta listen
Just keep it pushing like you running with a piston
Cuz they be juggin now they runnin from a sentence
The right ones was always there for me
So I never went to therapy
And now its getting clear to me that OGs
Was just preparing me for everything im meant to be
And then I stepped into the industry
Because that nine to five is finicky
I'm reminiscing over memories and tryna catch a vide so I be rapping over symphonies
So I be rapping over symphonies
And I been praying for my enemies
I ain't giving yall that energy
Used to run the streets, now I'm at home like a remedy
When twelve get me I be thinking thats a way of life
We on the curb because we walking in the darkest night
My hoodie up because it's ten degrees farenheit
He ask me twice but I ain't tryna gamble with my life
Home invasion, and they say we fit the image
But they be saying that because I had the darker pigment
I'm only speaking facts and I ain't playing like a scrimmage
I'm young broke and black and I ain't grow up with privilege
But OG in the trap told me this could make a difference
So I be writing raps until my mama in them Christians
Done rose up from the cracks until that life gone give me lemons
Done rose up from the cracks until that life gone give me lemons
God damn
Hell yeah
Had to put my muthafucking soul into that shit, you feel me
This the project

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Lee Music

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