Osiris

Hokahey I miss you, that's redundant As much as calling bull on our incumbent Activism had me sending -isms at the sun, kid You'd be proud of my shit I was causing riots, acting like a young brat Them honkies couldn't fund it I'm 'bout to cop a new tat I don't use no bombast I'm still gon' see some bomb ass Thong in the middle Like Moses, part the seas Just talk, you don't got to part no cheese My nigga, that's a nugget you taught me I kept off them streets I'm finna get my degree I'm still gon' keep my 2016 If I ain't as real as then Then who the fuck I be? I hope you voolin' with Rakim It been hard to get by, Talib Kweli Trunks on some weird shit Tank been a jail kid Ol' Craig be on sick shit I think, I don't know But Coolie been coolin' I once rocked cornrows I don't know what I'm talkin' 'bout But you run around what you're talkin' 'bout You don't Look at my Look at my swag, look at my bitch, huh, yeah I got big cash, look at my wrists, hmm, wait Niggas be mad, get off my dick, hmm, wait Them bitches be mad, get on my dick, uh Ups to my brother, he resting in peace He kept me safe He holding that heat Not even talk what he do to a beat He got the industry all on his meat Not even talk how the boy on the streets Not even talk how the Revenge on fleek He got them all at his cleats I just be stepping on teeth We Kodak bop to the screams Ups to my brother, he resting in peace He kept me safe He holding that heat Not even talk what he do to a beat He got the industry all on his meat Not even talk how the boy on the streets Not even talk how the Revenge on fleek He got them all at his cleats I just be stepping on teeth We Ko For promoting CTE month That is, if you look at her job responsibilities That is one of her main job responsibilities is I swear to God, I do magic I fuck that bitch and I vanish I'm thinking of passing the T Now she gon' treat me like rabbits, um Yes, I need clit to relieve my stress Like a nun with a cross I'm touching the chest PNB, try cross this A nigga's life what the cost is So I ain't worried what the cost is I sold my soul for Lacoste shit Bwoy, when I do magic All them fees sure to vanish That's advice Jah gave me for Nahtanahoy Vahnish Speaking of which Blow on my dick, make a wish Just like the Buddha, come rub on my belly Jah put me on to Baby Fratelli Pass the Kutchie, and half the shit at the deli That shit was tending my belly Now I YNW Melly I know Mortal Kombat finishers Ain't had to use them Michael Usan hit three for a finisher It's a good day to die