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like a {O.G.}
Go roll he's OD by a {O.G.}

Marvin Gay, Quincy dog, that's a {O.G.}
Billy Holiday, Cassius Clay that's a {O.G.}
Black Child nigga,
like a {O.G.}
Go roll he's OD by a {O.G.}
Marvin Gay, Quincy dog, that's a {O.G.}
Billy Holiday, Cassius Clay that's a {O.G.}
Black Child nigga, I'm
the garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hay
I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
Got some dirt on my shoulder, could you brush it off for
from grams to Grammy's
The O's to opposite, Orphan Annie
You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin' out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
sellin' out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you
momma to cry
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin to stick around for my daughter
But if I should die, I know all of my albums support her
This whole year's
the garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hay
I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
Got some dirt on my shoulder, could you brush it off for
Kola Rock:

I'm listenin' to Loni Listen Smith
Loni Listen
Loni Smith and Loni Lin
They sorta share a common sense
And if you spend enough time
sellin' out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you
sellin' out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you
a Thugs Mansion

Dear mama don't cry, your baby boy's doin' good
Tell the hommies I'm in heaven and it ain't got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last
Marshall Mathers made it, Curtis Jackson made it
Head in the clouds, wonderin' where the hell Marvin Gaye went
How do I say this? I'm livin' for my son
But I
more ill
Make ya want to holler like Marvin, did I mention I'm starvin and quite thirst
Meanin what, meanin that I'm a do whatever it take to make sure
more ill
Make ya want to holler like Marvin, did I mention I'm starvin and quite thirst
Meanin what, meanin that I'm a do whatever it take to make sure
Marvin Gaye went
How do I say this? I'm livin' for my son
But I can't figure out, why I'm at my temple with this gun
Wake up to a Jesus piece like
myself
I be drinkin' by myself, livin' shrinkin' like an elf
Next I wished for wealth, 90 million in the bank account
Young niggaz with money, that's
all my mens
throw on some Marvin Gaye
I smoke my weed and clean my kitchen dishes
Tec to the sky see how mom's is always bitchin'
I'm done buffin'
sellin' out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you
sellin' out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you
you ready?

I wanna take you way back
To when a girl on a mike?s worth
Wasn't determined by the length of her skirt
I mean way back to creativity before
sellin' out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you
sellin' out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you
sellin' out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you
sellin' out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you
dirty dishes
But the Genie in the Lamp gave Tash like 30 wishes
First I wished for health 'cause I be thinkin' bout myself
I be drinkin' by myself,