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going hard, it's only the start lowkey
Gang still whipping it far OT so the job ain't done yet
Moving them bricks in a car no keys but the keys stay

to many deaths at a young age
Nowadays I barely feel it
I been distant
Ask me if I wanna talk about it
Told her naw i'm chillin
I been workin OT, gotta

heavy my neck hurt
I'm OT and I'm networking
And I'm an expert at this trap talk
Shout out my nigga Mike B
Dope boy fresh in a white T
Bad bitch with me

scuffed
Boy you a pussy so Knuck if you buck
This song is a sleeper it's tougher than nuts
Step with the posture I'm placing my feet
OT got the chopper he

the work but wanting OT
Get you some bread they want you to share
They gon swear up and down they was there
I run my business by myself
They went to right

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hab' falschen Menschen oft vertraut
Aber nie dran gedacht, dass ich Ot verkauf'
Weil ich hab' schon immer an Gott geglaubt
Zu viele Sünden im

mistake
Bitch I'm on one
I'm in a higher state
Gotta Grey Goose on E, we going OT
This that forbidden fruit, that ancient OG
We not crooks, (not crooks)

a lot
Slight work
How I'm lifting the bar
We could Rob
Could deal
We
Could roll with the snakes
But we going o.t till I'm paid by the cadence
Man ill do

Holländer
Meine Jungs sind im Monat ein paar Tonnen schwer
Und selbst die Zollfahnder wissen, wer das Ot hier klärt
Sa4, ich bin bekannt in der Republik

me slop, wait
Only I can stop me
I know myself, I know my goals and all the shit that haunts me
I've been running uptown, I've been running OT
All

Grinding like I'm at the skate park

I'm Tim Duncan, Triple O-T
At the rim dunking like Kobe
Aye peep the range I throw Mo-3's
Scream my name for them

about it
Woah wait
Speakin' that heat, switchin my flow
OT on the beat
Keep it flowing, i'm preachin' OD on the beat
Real killers, real niggas, real

Obst zu 'nem Sonderpreis
Lolle Olle wie Wollersheim (wooh)
Schrubb' die Felge vom Pocket Bike
Ich hab' immer das Ot dabei
Bro, mein Stoff macht dich

ich zieh' an ihr'm Zopf
Kenn' ihren Namen nicht, rauch' zu viel Ot
(Go, Gang)
Gehirn ist Matsch, doch köpfe 'ne Flasche
(Gang, Gang) geb' ihr die Nuss,

a smile
When you been working OT
But they can't tie me down
I gotta see my babyyyy
And yeah I been doing shows
But I can't have her hate me
Ain't doing it

to expensive fabrics 
What you no about bread on a transit
Fucked up life you just wouldn't understand it 
One wrong moove it's a mat and a blanket

Bro I Bin ot

Went OT and I came right back
I left them dry, and I caught them chap
Broski's rich but they still all trap
Suck me dry cuz she heard I rap
Ain't no

the chatting 
Fly ot and bring them bands .. young bro I wanted a piece of the sandwich 
So if it's ps then I got ma hands in 
See man and it's beef I'm acting

the way that I think
Putting O.T. and I’m losing my sleep
At the end of the day everybody a sheep
Friends turn to rats when they really want cheese
Wait for

lookin' at bro like "Look at the shit we've built"
O-OT, I seen a man smoke crack on a Red Bull can
I'm throwin' my Ws up like Wu-Tang Clan, I'm a method

if we hit OT and lay low for a month
Why you act like that
Why you rap like that
Cause they only understand when you black like that
Why u trap like

rain and da cold g
Had to put my phone in flight mode too many think they know me
They dont know me
Dat was da old me
Dem days I was dead broke going OT

buddies pockets is hurting
And like i'm Tiller i've been working OT
We in sync like we singing a Jody
How u dissing you don't even know me
I be faded just

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