O.M.P Lyrics

Show my truth to you and hope, and hope that youd take it.

Show my face ,and hide my heart, dont break it.

Seen the face of who is who, Hope you dont hate me,

Or will you think me lessor of.

(Youn think me lessor of)

Outside My Plethora.

(outsida my plethora)

I dib and dab, I know been vacant.

Riding with sticks, so foreal I been faceless.

If I slide with H3" You know what I'm facing.

The 59' on me, but the license plate bent.

Shid ill slide around again, no home, yeh I been Placeless,

Tryna step in my skin, I know I'm meant for the greatness.

Im to genuine to you, so foreal how could you hate this.

Ma slapped on my face, the homies they told me to face this.

They had put me on lace, and now I'm tidy with laces.

I been drifted away, I know how to stay shift.

How I keep all my scones on bring light ,I though I could make sense.

I was hurting alone, still gatta swing right.

And I still haven't made cents.

(and I still haven't made cents)

Ion have no leather coat of bread or nun, speak prophecy hoping they bring better luv.

Slept and walked the streets with knowledge, so my banger tucked.

Outside My Plethora

Outside My Plethora

Outside My Plethora

Show my truth to you , and hope that youd take it.

Show my face, hide my heart don't break it.

Seen the face of whose who, hope you don't hate me.

Or will you think me lessor of.

(ion care if they do)

Outside My Plethora.

(nigga who is you)

And I can testify, I have had my share of life.

A slippery slope, A slip and slide.

I don't run and I cant hide.

I bleed my truth and peep the lies.

I look at my flesh and step aside.

A lucid walker I know I glide.

Cant Hide my hurt and deceitful Pride,

I know I'm the sacrifice.

Or am I messin up, They think this lessons tough.

Outside My Plethora.