O.O.S.

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I think we fell in love with the violence 
We filming all this murder in the street
And polices starting riots
And you'll never catch me looting, even though my pockets weak
I'm in love with inner peace, but the money is my side bitch
Hi bitch
Now let me get you understanding 
Product of the place
But the place kept expanding
Move thirteen, and by the age of thirteen
Now I lace up thirteens, 
To go and march with the team
Never got caught up on the streets
I was running up my stats 
I was lacing up my cleats 
Now I'm running with a piece
And I'm worried bout police 
Always thinking that they're undercover
Worried about my money and my brothers

Yeah it's double O S to the death
Man we disconnect ya head from ya neck
And ya breath from ya chest 
OOS, OOS, OOS, OOS 
OOS, OOS, OOS, OOS
Yeah it's double O S to the death
Man we disconnect ya head from ya neck
And ya breath from ya chest 
OOS, OOS, OOS, OOS 
OOS, OOS, Out Of Spite

Like a flower chain, she a good Lei
Introspective on a good day
Extroverted when the check inserted
To my checking account that's some good pay
People be talking to me like all of this free
Bitch it was a good chase
Marathon, it be a good race
After the fact, leave a good taste 
So RIP to Nip and all the fallen legends
I ain't really to religious
But I bet they all in heaven 
Cuz they gave me inspiration 
So I came up with this flow
Only way I'll find the top
Is because they paving me a road
So they thought we out of style
We was really out of site 
Now the haters out of smiles
And my niggas out of spite 
And we all about that guala
Don't you pressure me with nothin,
If you plug into my brain 
All you hear is, MONEY MONEY MONEY 
Better run that check up
I ain't dying broke 
And you know about my struggle 
I ain't have know hope
But it's clear to me 
That you don't know my history
With poverty
When mama cooked the Ramen 
It was fine with me
Just add a little seasoning 
And nights I had to sleep up in the driver seats
Of Calibers
Bouncing couch to couch through the challenges 
F*ck my step pops
Give a f*ck about the damages 
He use to be a dirty cop 
He still destroying families 
But that's alright
I kill my ops on site 
I'll knock him out once more
He be the core of my plight
He use tell me I was nothin and he wanted me gone
So now I'm shootings for the stars
Just to prove that fucker wrong

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