Bam Keith - OATH (feat. LA Mitchell)

Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Aye
How come when you winning they entitled
I just made a killing like I'm psycho
You don't know who I need to provide for
Put my right hand on the Bible, aye
Hitter on my line if I decide to
They don't hesitate it if you try it though
My niggas don't go against the guy code
Spot a little capper with my eyes closed, aye
Tell em to perform at a venue that's nearly empty
Only get a quarter of that money no 50 50
Tell em they should pay they bills pushing that sticky icky
Or try your luck and grab that mans chain this killer city
I be seeing people wasting time with my sister Krissi
She be consulting with some females who can't spend a penny
They be walking shows choosing hard like you pretty really
Just don't see you in my tunnel vision it's silly really
I don't judge shit only God do
Digging up my past like its fossils
Holding on the past is the cause though
Shit that's coming this year is colossal
Aye
Niggas always tryna steal my title
Heavyweights only you too light dude
Talking out ya neck and I'll surprise you
Made em stutter like a typo, aye
How come when you winning they entitled
I just made a killing like I'm psycho
You don't know who I need to provide for
Put my right hand on the Bible, aye
Hitter on my line if I decide to
They don't hesitate it if you try it though
My niggas don't go against the guy code
Spot a nigga faking with my eyes closed, aye
I had player dream last night
Nah that's on another beat
Cross my heart
And touch sky
I'm fresh until I'm under feet
In the sixth grade shit I sold a little shake
To my neighbor down the way
Got her high for some face
Break from the work
Now it's lights, camera, action
I ain't just handsome shit
My lifestyle a caption
Got a new chick
She came with an ass and an accent
Nights like this
Yeah a wish might happen
Younging thugging
I needed money
I'm out the can bitch
Cross one
Meet all
I'm in the stands bitch
Losing sleep lately
Having dreams about my baby
She ain't even born yet
She need a mill in savings
I'm west side baby but the Southside made me
Plans on buying blocks
Just to show the we made it
Some nights I reminisce on shit that happen to me
And then I toast and roll one up
Cause that's what made me a G
I'm sorry nigga

Written by:
Brandon Thomas, Vion Mitchell

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