You told me(Prod. By Yung Skio)

Oh Boy

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u is my enemy, now that u copy me
feel like a fan of me, i might just tax u
ur bitch wanna come to me, shooters on point
like an hat on a elf, boy u is a little, i thought u a helper
my drink so purple, u thought it was prime
ask is it ever my time, i dont like rushin
i let it just flow, like the water at rivers
my head got a tat, but im not with the peace
in this whole chamber, theres really no secerts
my hollows be special, they putting that pressure
im choppin this bitch, like mr miyagi
play with my cards, im not yellin yugi
spin on the block, but we upgrade from blades
playing too low, he must thought it was limbo
i shoot at the limo, and hit on his tempo
like B on the head, u can call him an belt
whippin these niggas, u think its an kink
fuck with ur girl, i heard pullin her kink
send u a vid, cause u is a cuck
now that im bigger, im feeling remorse
that bitch was the best, and u took her right back
hoe think inflation, cause u is not spending
u not makin dimes, why u blame it on others
my niggas trap, just to get us a rack
spend on my family, and make it right back
that is true gangster, but u would not know that

up in her dreams like im freddy, keep me an wrap like a medit
dont pass the brick, if ur not gonna sell
niggas be fumbling, cant tell whats next to me
chop u right out, u a cell to me, remember back then
we were selling these packs, high off the supply, ik that shi was wrong for me, but i still did it, this shi was too good for me
pushin these carts, i had money to earn
still not enough, i was rappin these verses
and putting these features, but i dont like niggas
so my shi is limited, fuck with the fakes, u gonna turn into them
hide with the snakes, imma shoot with the k
with all my bruddas, u think we a clan
came to the land, but im still with the city
got choppas, and poppas, these bitches be talkin
ill lace up ur shi, if u start acting up
i cant fw too many, im burn like im usher
u tally and tales, with all ur bands, i thought ur osama
i fucked on her mama, she mad cause im better
the racks getting bigger, cant fit in my jeans
and u mess with the gang, we gonna shoot with the beam
red lights on u, but u still gonna run, up in the runt
who, never can be

Turnin these heads (Prod.Bandit Luce)

POUR A SHOT  & ROLL UP

Ogi feel the Beat on the Beat
Lee Crossley Saxophone and arrangement
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