OMG Lyrics

Every day I'm on my grind, get my boys on my mind, tryna get my voice on the motherfuckin

Radio

Know I've got the formula, puttin' in that overtime, someone please tell me what the

Hell is the dealio

Probably never get signed to a major record label, cause my lyrics aren't somethin' they

Want at the dinner table

But I don't need their help, do it all by myself, that's the bottom line, don't you

Ever question my scenario

I could really give a fuck if I hit mainstream, but if I do just know I'll be livin' your

Dream

It's cause I did it myself, with the boss motif, but sometimes you come off a bit extreme

Look, I never wanted to be a part of this horrendous game, I inherited a cold world

And it wasn't gonna change

So I isolated myself, came back with a name, got into drugs to where I chemically imbalanced

My brain

Dang, I fell off and lost my motherfuckin' mind, got me a watch, calculated it and bought

Some time, started payin' close attention to all the stupid fuckin' signs

Damn, it feels good to be back on my fuckin' grind

Now we're makin' shit look easy like we're singin' our ABCs, so all my competition is

Simply rest in peace

You shouldn't have blown me off like a split on her fuckin' knees, but can we love you

Don't leave us, oh please

Every day I'm on my grind, hip-hop always on my mind, tryin' to get my voice on the

Motherfuckin' radio

Know I've got the formula, puttin' in the overtime, someone please tell me what the

Hell is the dealio

Probably never get signed to a major record label, cause my lyrics are somethin' they

Want at the dinner table

But I don't need their help, do it all by myself, that's the bottom line, don't you

Ever crook in my scenario

Hip-hop is a game where you can't get dropped, if you don't stay on top and keep your shit

Real hot

When push comes to shove and shove comes to hint, but I'm tired of you rappers talkin

About somethin' you didn't get

Cause I bet you're always gonna be a wack-ass rapper, G, that includes the day tomorrow

And the day after, see

Every day I'm in the booth, spittin' truth, makin' moves, someone tell me why my music

Isn't stuck in the loop

I'ma need a bigger ladder cause I'm still climbin' to the top of my game, OMG forever

Be the same

I've been imitated, never duplicated, doin' this shit indubitably, ain't no stoppin

DJ Who and me

We were born originals and will not die, a copy beat

No ace who can take this king off his grind, you see

Stayin' on top forever, be on his motherfuckin' mind

If you think you'll knock me down, take a number, wait in line

Every day I'm on my grind, hip-hop always on my mind, tryin' to get my voice on the

Motherfuckin' radio

Know I've got the formula, puttin' in the overtime, someone please tell me what the

Hell is the dealio

Probably never get signed to a major record label cause my lyrics suck, some may want

At the dinner table, but I don't need their help, do it all by myself, that's the bottom

Line, don't you ever question my scenario

OMG baby, OMG just gotta hold me, on my grind

Every day I stay on my grind, when you at home sleepin', I'm on my grind

When you suckin' on your momma's titties, I'm on my grind

On my grind, bitch

Yeah man, OMG, OMG

Peace