The OG Song Lyrics

I don't think they understand, the amount of pressure that I'm in

I see these other rappers' videos, I don't think they comprehend

They talk about hoes

They talk about money

Well guess what bitch I guess I don't need that luxury

Y'all talk about the same things and have the same rhymes

You wanna hear something new, well here's my punchline

Well guess what bitch I haven't made it yet

Say some shit like you're taking crack

All I hear is stack, after stack, I doubt you ever really made that

They wanna talk shit about me, damn you might need a brain check

Shit why'd you say that

I recommend you hit up Playback

But doubt the game will ever change

Yeah I'm telling the world I'm here to stay

They don't like true lyrics, that's why half the world hates on Wayne

Y'all can tell the truth in and out the booth

They hate on me cause I don't have a group

I don't need anyone to tell me that I'm good, when they already know the truth

That's the difference between me and you

There's ten of you and only one of me

Understand hear my lyrics, that's why I picked a basic beat

I'm taco from the league, I'm high school I believe

Winning isn't everything it's the only thing

I'm putting it in my now so you better believe it will succeed, but I'm hoping my true fans hear the lyrics that I see

I'm putting in my song now so you better believe it will succeed, but I'm hoping my true fans hear the lyrics I see

They talking about the money that they don't have

You can't pop bottles cause you ain't twenty one yet

I don't get why, I have to do a second verse

I kicked your ass, in the first

They all fake, I never learn

I'm like gas explode and burn

If she a dyke bitch, let her turn

I wanted her ass, the bullet curves

I'll reach you word for word

My lyrics are never blurred, make a turn for better worse

Dyslexic shit you can call it a curse

They say K.Y. you falling behind, I say you need to catch up, hienz

Lyrically I'm ill mind

Fuck with me you know my grind

Hearing it, rhyme after rhyme

I'm killing it, time for time

Yeah they know now, same shit that I wrote down

They calling me the underground, I'm calling myself my own sound

Yeah, this the original song

I'm asking rap, do I lyrically belong

Treated like an underdog, but soon they will join along

I'm putting it in my now so you better believe it will succeed, but I'm hoping my true fans hear the lyrics that I see

I'm putting it in my now so you better believe it will succeed, but I'm hoping my true fans hear the lyrics that I see