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Woah

Yeah

Super Ossom

J. Ossom

I ain't captain save no nothing (nothing)

I ain't never wore no cape (that's right)

We hunting down the top

Cause ain't shit second rate (keep up)

They said they need the drop

I told them niggas wait (just wait)

We need you to be great

I got just what it take (let's get it)

See I'm on my second move and I'm now going for the kill (yeah)

I'm a wreck it on the mic for what I fucked up in the field

Everything round me so nice cause everything round me so real (uh huh)

It's like magic you can have it but that mil a turn to nil (woo)

I can't keep up with that phony shit can't keep up with these lies

I can't keep up with these hoes but I still keep up with my side

Do my niggas like some hoes you know a nigga rather die (uh huh)

You got to bring them niggas with you when you trying to lead a tribe

I got stress up on my neck

Money on my mind

Tell these niggas I got next I gots to gots to get mine (gots to get mine)

Niggas say they bout respect but a lot of them lying

I'm a hard nigga to impress cause all my shit fire (all my shit)

I been up and down that interstate (woo)

Back and forth like a damn debate (woo)

Never seen me run away unless you seen 12 trying to run my plate (woo)

Trying to disappear trying to dodge the hate

Trying to pull a trick like Doctor Fate (let's get it)

Like Doctor Strange like Dr. Dre

I don't give a damn what these doctors say

I'm going hard trying to lose the weight but I got to stack my cake (hey)

They told me slow it down but I feel like I'm too late (hey hey)

I'm coming for the crown cause I fell like I'm too great

I'm tired of holding back real niggas can relate (that's right)

I ain't captain save no nothing (nothing)

I ain't never wore no cape

We hunting down the top

Cause ain't shit second rate (ain't shit second rate)

They said they need the drop

I told them niggas wait (just wait)

We need you to be great

I got just what it take

Intimidate ain't got to flex

Assimilate call kinds of techs

I ventilate a toxic ex

By making sure my pockets checks (hey)

I made mistakes I got regrets

I made mistakes I cannot forget

If you got to go don't slow your roll better pay your toll and don't stop for less (never)

I body hard I body guard

My main bitch and my fucking squad

My mama yard my debit card you bring the noise I'm ready for it

Don't talk shit prepare for war

Or them fuck niggas gone up the score

You can search this whole fucking world you won't find nobody better boy (boy)

Yeah

J.Ossom

Super Ossom