O.T.D. (feat. Al Sosa)
AJ Causey
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Jumped off the porch at thirteen Young fat nigga on the scene Me JR Fetti Chee Trying to see how to get the cream People say this life is just a dream But it mean way more to me Look all I had was top ramen Never had Yeezys on the feet Never had dough to buy a beat Now I got ray ray on the beat Niggas thinking that they cold as me Put em in the ring let's gone and see I don't have time for back & forth All I got time for these days is me Even when I'm at an all time low Most of these niggas still ain't high as me So I gotta pack up and hit the road Sending money back home when on the go You can try and test me I'm free whenever I ain't never been one that's made to fold I ain't never been one impressed with gold Trying to stack my bread just extra long I don't ever go for the tit for tat I just live life like I'm never wrong I then learned so much just over years And I only go hard so we can chill Me and all my niggas up in the hills Check I had my shot and rolled the wheel Now I got most women up in they feels But it ain't my fault you chose to go It was roll that dice or go for broke So I hit the jackpot now out the door Wait a minute wait a minute now they got me throwed off Huh Let me finish I'm about to go off Huh Ain't no pressure in my section Bxtch I'm flexing I ain't got no anorexia Eating good never stressing On my feet above the law Cut the cheese I want it all Run it up and never fall Had my back against the wall Now I'm next I'm the truth The living proof got no excuse Wild hog I'm on the loose I'm a dog roof roof Bxtch I'm a dog I'm on the loose Oh yeah I'm a dog up in the booth It's doggy dog it's no excuse Only with my pack I share my food Oh yeah I'm falling with the juice I had to Rome to find the truth All on my own ain't have no crew Now I'm in this bxtch doing what it do Yeah I'm a dog that's word to Snoop Yeah bxtch I'm a dog that's word to X Whoo whoo I'm a stray with nothing left Now I'm finna just rip apart your flesh Territorial but you just could be my guest I remember when I was eating less I was weak as stress now I'm really blessed Universal depth when I ace a test Yes Just feed me bxtches nigga feed me beats Got to be a genius to feast with me It's a game of chest I then seen defeat So I laid my feet and then I raise my fee Vibe king sosa with the vibey steez With a big booty mommy I skeet skeet skeet When I hit it from the back she start showing them teeth Barking in that pussy I'm a beasty beast Now wait a minute wait a minute y'all then got me fxcked up Took a loss then I got my bucks up It's boogie down nigga you know what's up All dogs go to heaven guess we lucked up Wait a minute wait a minute now they got me throwed off Huh Let me finish I'm about to go off Huh Ain't no pressure in my section Bxtch I'm flexing I ain't got no anorexia Eating good never stressing On my feet above the law Cut the cheese I want it all Run it up and never fall Had my back against the wall Now I'm next I'm the truth The living proof got no excuse Wild hog I'm on the loose Im a dog roof roof
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