No OGz Left Lyrics

It ain't no more OGs left, they dead or in jail, stuck in a cell

And if it is, I can't tell, you ain't gave em no direction

With this lil' badass, if you ain't want him you should've used protection

That's why I keep my weapon, he twistin' up his fingers

Don't even know what he's reppin', drill team he steppin

He was raised up reckless, runnin' round with a death wish

Prison jail cell guest list, I ain't gon' let him crash out

I'ma grab em and sit em him down, cause he gon' get his ass caught quick

Tryna do 60 fuckin' miles, Shit get real when they pull up and shoot them 7.62 rounds

It's too late for that was my baby, he in the ground now

You puttin' them flowers on his casket, heard he hit the ground clean

When they found him he was maggots, they don't care our youth

If you gon' tell him, tell the truth, I just pray you get a Bible

When the judge throw the book at you

When it's your time, he gon' look at you

He gon' judge you for your past, please believe he ain't gon' look past you

Now burn for everything you done, I was out there in the streets too they never gave me nothin.

It ain't no more OG's left

They dead or in jail

Stuck in a cell

And if it is, I can't tell

You ain't gave him no direction

With his lil' bad ass

If you ain't want him, you should've used protection

These lil muthafucka's they think they tough

I blame their mama and daddy, this shit start when you a cub

You thought it was cool when you was teachin' him how to cuss

Now he call his boo a bitch and beat her ass up

They just keep on shootin', I pray that one don't come my way

They missed and hit a six-year-old baby the other day

How the fuck a 80-year-old lady catch it stray?

I turn on the news, I see a body every day

Everybody got punchlines, but ain't nobody givin' no game

All you talk is pistols, Perks, and lean, you a lame

Y'all better not let me in, cause y'all know I'ma make a change

I'ma feed them this knowledge, I'ma pick his brain

Keep em out them chains, take them straight to school

If you think sellin' dope is cool, then you a fool

This is what they do, they trap us in the system

They take us from our kids, then they let the streets get em

It's never ending

Ain't no more OGs left

They dead or in jail

Stuck in a cell

And if it is, I can't tell

You ain't gave him no direction

With his lil' bad ass

If you didn't want em, you should've used protection