Here's a little story from a homie in the Scruburbs
(NOT THE SUBURBS)
Glorified as warriors Makin it through the suffer
Picking up these bricks n then flippinem with each other
Only way we caught is if one of us undercover

He was picking up O at the basketball court
Never taking shots
At opps cause that dont settle the score
I was only selling Gs and then they begging for more
Time to get up off my knees I'm hearing knocks at the door
It's saying homie I'm your future
I'm the drugs money and whores
I'm the mansion you expanded
And branded wit marble floors
I'm the payment u demanded when saying till you were sore
I'm the family that you ruined when stopping the metaphors
Moving forward
My future for l will Open
Better doors
Sweaters worn in the winter at night cause I ain't warm
No heat shits beat watchu leave me here for
Just take me back to the Future
So I can be with my gold
Where my diemonds freeze cause me
I'm used to the cold
I Got the house filled up with snow yah bro i been there before
I Build it up n shovel out yayo thats just how it go
Makin money for the fam my backpack be the corner store
N now

Bouncin down the street i think i'm drippin my swagger
poundin on the concrete a pussy boy issa coward
Bitch Im Pouncin on the green i been out here for an hour
We do it Pmp
Ya the Pussy Money and power i'm talking

Here's a little story from a homie in the Scruburbs
Glorified as warriors Makin it through the suffer
Picking up these bricks n then flippinem with each other
Only way we caught is if one of us undercover

The government they want our house
Where's all the payments now
I guess if all that happens i should thank my dad for bailing out
i Had a brotha but he was out at 13
The girl she took him out and then she turned him to a dope fiend
My momma OD when me wasnt even 13
I had to go out on my own and start living with daddy
And his ma on first street
4 months later back home
Mother met this homie justin he would be our back bone
A straight G A savage bruh
Style thats immaculate
Threw some jays into my way just so i could start stackin up
Lowki doe wit my homies bitches dancing dosey doe
Selling drow out of my home it's perfect cause they'd never know
Bouncin down the street i think i'm drippin my swagger

poundin on the concrete a pussy boy issa coward
Bitch im Pouncin on the green i been out here for an hour
We do it Pmp
Ya the Pussy Money and power i'm talking

Here's a little story from a homie in the Scruburbs
Glorified as warriors Makin it through the suffer
Picking up these bricks n then flippinem with each other
Only way we caught is if one of us undercover

And that could never happen
we run a faction
N Not to mention guns and other stuff up in the cabinets
you could never match it
My family up in the action
Passing gats and packin sacks
Cause the government hate our bracket
I'm really fucking blasted these rappers dont match my passion
N they be talkin fake shit my patience is really lackin
Cause They dont know about the cops and when they come blastin
They dont know about the opps that are snitching to guard there backend 
And i be fucking pissed cause i lived it and iont have it
I ain't got nothin so when i want it i go grab it
And here goes a message for all the rappers that are static
Jacob baxters movin in so i recommend you start fucking packin

Bouncin down the street i think i'm drippin my swagger
poundin on the concrete a pussy boy issa coward
Bitch im Bouncin on the green i been out here for an hour
We do it Pmp
Ya the Pussy Money and power i'm talking

Here's a little story from a homie in the Scruburbs
Glorified as warriors Makin it through the suffer
Picking up these bricks n then flippinem with each other
Only way we caught is if one of us undercover

(Prod. StashBokz / Beat by. Mixia)

Welcome To the Ocean Acres
Where shit yo no one's famous
Getchal sick wit the flow contagious
We got raided so now my block seems vacant
Plottin waitin on the day I part ties wit the place i stay in
An where ill go but now I wanna welcome you down dawg to the 
Ocean Acres
Where shit yo no one's famous
Getchal sick wit the flow contagious
We got raided so now my block seems vacant
Plottin waitin on the day I part ties wit the place i stay in
An where ill go but now I wanna welcome you down dawg to the

Ocean acres No place like home
Wheres i born geta blindfold imma shine for days mufuka
I'm Bake Mufuka
I love the homies the gave me hope

where da Grav
Cuz imma pack it fat
An I just bought quarter sold it made a dollar back
I Made a song wit soldier OAs on the map
Suburban couldn't serve us so we turned to trappin
Used to go to church now verses on the pad
I Came up selling dirt had baggies overlappin
Went and learned the work it's not jus for the rappin
Remember mufukas thought they caught me lackin
That be why I hold the blade, Thankful that night I got payed
cause I woulda stabbed him

In life I learned my lessons, 10 toes pressing
An bruh No co defendants
We running this shit on our own, my bros my home
All stick to the codes tha ethics
Tha hoes, tha clothes, tha doe, Tha locks on locks all down the door
Tax free guap what we got in store, for those That know how to keep shit 
low Key Boy, That's a decoy
3 ki's, We Keep in the weak boards
Boom C4 breakin through the peephole
Recourse, We steal everything that we want
OA feels when the times get hard, For my homies before I'm gone
finna show yall what fuck im on, Want some come get with the shit my bruh

Welcome To the Ocean Acres
Where shit yo no one's famous
Getchal sick wit the flow contagious
We got raided so now my block seems vacant
Plottin waitin on the day I part ties wit the place i stay in
An where i go but now I wanna welcome you down dawg to the 

OA Snow Day
Bound to make your hoe say
Oh give me more bumping suicidal pump fake
Hotter than lava combined wit bottled propane
N now im Rocking designer the hondas back in the old days
Old tapes
Replaced by haste flame and flavor
My name reigns hate they can't take the blaze
Fork in the road I still set the table
Knife in my back i still carry the blade

Yo Bitches out here lying yah they marry for fame
Tryna find one who aint tryin on the grind all the same
Cross Ts Dot I's Heard T.I was a snake
Steady riding on my own Don't need nobody to save me
Stay G pride Prime I dont keep it on safety
Scrap kief rip bongs what we do on the dailly
Jus me my mom and the friends that are family
My green get grown like the tree when it payed me

Welcome to O A mufuka
cocaine flip dram all day mufuka
Sixteen saw a hunned grand inna duffle
Cha ching make bands ery way wit each other
OG blue cheese eat your wings mufuka
Big plans Cuban link getta ring I'll cut it
music shit bruh ery day I love it
Imma do this shit
welcome in my brothas

Welcome To the Ocean Acres
Where shit yo no one's famous
Getchal sick wit the flow contagious
We got raided so now my block seems vacant
Plottin waitin on the day I part ties wit the place i stay in
An where i go but now I wanna welcome you down dawg to the

(Prod. RocknRolandRecords / Beat by. BlanqBeatz)

Get Away

DIAMONDS

Two white rappers representing the 608

Jared from Jefferson- "Tyler is gay"

Shwow Jared. Do we need to have another meeting about your behavior? (Reference to 1:58 in song)

Cold (Feat. Lil Moody)(Prod. Mutru)

Flowers In Narnia(FT.RiPThaReaper)[prod.DLUXE]

Dirty Gutta

OFF THA RIP

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lowkey wasn't expecting to drop something tonight but I recorded this banger and changed my mind, Like and Share!

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