OG Lyrics

(I guess you just have to be prepared to die)

Damn I miss my brodie

I can't call on him no more but he a OG

Wit' this rapping shit I know these niggas be below me

Yeah, red or codeine I don't know what's going in my cup tonight

When i pour the cup I feel it up thinking bout suicide

Sometimes I wonder how my life would be if i was to die

Even if i die these niggas never finna take my shine

On the high rise at the top niggas phony act like cops

I love it when the moon down miss my angels in my town

I remember I was pulling up and shutting shit down

That's just how it is when me and brodie come to put it down

If you shoot then you better aim for my headtop

Ima shoot that shit ima reload then I won't stop

If it's up then it's stuck forever it's never going down

Just like future and thugger we moving super slimy now

I'm the shakespeare of my city matter fact that's GG three

Miss my brodie crazy why these niggas wanna be like me?

It's Four MP until I die but it won't be long for I leave

And RBLS hold this shit down we forever locked in we the kings

Niggas keep on talking ima toe tag them if that's the move

Just like Mortal Kombat ima have to go and finish you

Wit this rapping shit and in this beef yall know I never lose

I'm up next they know my potential I really be that dude

Pour my cup up I'm a show y'all what this life really about

I'ma always go up in my life I'm never going down

In this life, you gotta know that money always come around

Pour me up a four I don't know that's how I'm feeling now

Going down a road that I don't wanna go no more fasho

They asked me "why keep pouring?" I don't know I just can't let it go

Life was never good, so I had to do this on my own

They opps up in the wood they ain't never finna spend fasho