Oh He Really Rap Lyrics

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Yeah, I'm back in my bag

You know

Two

Aye

Different strokes for different folks

See I need trillions cause them millions seem too close to being broke

When I get it right, that's on my life

Bitch I ain't ever going back broke

I'm bout to call the plug and sock it to his pockets like his hoe

On bro

I can Put it on some more

I got angels that's in heaven that was demons 'fore they croaked

Like how they make it pass them gates

God is Great, shit that I know

And a nigga from the MO

So all I know is add that dough

I don't know 'bout getting less

I need it all to do a show

Cause I remember they wasn't fucking with Lil two when I was local

In a different bag

Now I'm singing exercise my vocals

Started rapping verses

Now I'm making songs that's universal

Bro say keep it up

I'm switching tones, sound like different persons

Want to duck that case

Better rap that rap in third person

Cold game, like how he learned it

I sit back I just observed it

I live righteous, paid my karmic debts, the good life I deserve it

I ain't perfect tho

I'm far from that, a nigga definitely worth it

Lately I been getting chicken fast like I clock in at churches

I'm so cold I'm hypothermic

Don't need nurses but

Sometimes I get the urge to just go purging

That's when I was broke and hurt

Now all I'm thinking 'bout is splurging

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Need 22 mil in cash, urgent

I just quit my job cause when I drop I'm done working

Punch a clock for who?

Through

Them checks went to the stu for certain

I ain't even get me nothing new or make myself a purchase

I dropped on my niece

Christmas looking sweet

This year was personal

Devil on my shoulder loud

Another L I'm back to serving

Keep your distance

She ain't talking money

Bitch know I'm allergic

So I just hope I catch this wave on beats, don't drown like I'm a surfer

Middle school I lost my innocence on gangster shit

By time I turned twenty, I was cool and that was basic shit

Out here in the world where it get cold, come get a taste of it

Still was outside thugging, I knew I would have to change some shit

Cause I couldn't see nothing other than the grave or being in chains and shit

Now fast forward I'm in chains and shit

Diamonds in the base of it

Watches, bust down frames and shit

Vvs on my face and shit

Yo bitch say I'm her favorite, yeah

Shit get wicked gang, I wouldn't post the hoe or even claim the bitch

See that's just me

You do you, I wouldn't even blame you kid

I wouldn't lie shit, I been finding myself daily

Reminiscing on who played me

Still miss Ann, know that's my baby til it's over with

Yeah, damn near drove myself crazy

From what happened I won't say it

But just know I tightened up and got control of shit, yeah

But back to rap, I'm really that

I couldn't cap If I had a hat

Uh, Haaan