A Young OG's Theme Lyrics

As I ride around I like to reminisce

Bout the days in my past as youngin

I loved and I often miss

Before the plays and the egos that plagued the homies that I called my kin

Relationships fractured, over with

See, we won't be talking again

Seen the older homies with the rims and i'm yellin' out that's my car

Thinking inside of my head like you'll get there one day

Cause you gon be a star

Was I naive or was I a prophet

Only God can know the answer

Still talk to Tanisha, she down in Atlanta she gettin' money as a dancer

I got some homies that's locked thats talking like we ain't have the similar chances

They got a twenty and one

I got the sun and the Summer romances

Bucket seats on recline

Take a sip of the to ease the mind

Remembering what I was told

You can get where you want but it Just take time

As the sun dips and the night falls

And you contemplating who you might call

Just remember when you in that fight dawg

Whether you here or not

The world keep spinning like the white walls

And i'm gone

Ok them hoes, they lurkin', they choosing, what's up

Them plays is callin', it's early, i'm working, I'm up

If it's a benz or a bucket, don't matter, we rolling

Count my ends yelling "fuck it" while the law patrolling

I do this shit for my niggas who couldn't make it and got locked by the law

I wasn't involved but I got hella love for them niggas and that's what I saw

We here and we thriving I look at the sky and thank God cause he blessing us all

It's only a few us left but they still around me

Cause the homies be keeping it tall

I got a problem with niggas that's phony

Please do not phone me, I don't want to talk

Act like you don't know me

Anybody round me I gotta second guess, i'm cutting em off

Leather wood wheel like its back in '88

Got the OG's yelling out back in my day

Got a bad thing with me and her ass ain't fake

Bouta slide like a nigga bouta round home base

Late night, Waffle House, 2am, Bae thick as a mug

First they ain't wanna pay the fee

But now we poppin' so we stickin' em up

Got a bad one, she ain't hiding and she gon rep me from the Eastside

She gon roll with me if i'm riding in a Bentley or a Nissan, on God

Ok them hoes, they lurkin', they choosing, what's up

Them plays is callin', it's early, i'm working, I'm up

If it's a benz or a bucket, don't matter, we rolling

Count my ends yelling "fuck it" while the law patrolling