Off Days lyrics

[Intro]
But I'm still No Limit (Big OZ on the keyboard and sh*t) Ayy (Shout out to the bros)
Yeah
Uh (Uh-huh)
Uh

[Chorus]
I was the only n*gga that was showin' love and gettin' hate
All these days I wake up early, stay up late (I'm up late)
You can't see me, I'm out the way, I live in different states (Different states)
So I'll get a n*gga smoked and I'm skippin' state (Brr, Swerv')
Real or fake, try and see who real or fake
Get a n*gga sprayed, I'm still prayin' this sh*t pay off (Brr, brr)
But a n*gga paid (You knowin' it), on this sh*t I don't take no day off
I be workin' on my day off, I been prayin' this sh*t pay off (Uh)

[Verse 1]
Mama, your lil' n*gga made it
And I don't be feelin' like celebratin' sh*t, but every day I'm gettin' faded (Faded)
And everybody 'round me know that I'm rich, but somehow I'm still plottin' on a lick
Street n*gga, ain't no celebrity, sh*t, and I don't wanna take no celebrity pics
Paranoid, I gotta ride with a blick
And I'm a scorer 'cause I wanna even the score (Ayy)
Pickin' up bag, I been on the road so much, I ain't even tourin'
Remember we was slidin' and can't wait a n*gga ridin' with one, we was ridin' with four
Me and the bros totin' poles, stuck in the hood, I was missin' shows
n*gga ain't never play with me and they know they can't play with the bros
Locked in, we gon' stay by the code and they knowin' whatever I'm sayin', it goes
n*ggas, they know it's big G Herbo, ayy, there he go, it's big G Herbo
Better not run up on G Herbo 'cause he might have a AK in the Rolls, yeah (Uh, there goes Swerv')
[Chorus]
I was the only n*gga that was showin' love and gettin' hate
All these days I wake up early, stay up late (I'm up late)
You can't see me, I'm out the way, I live in different states (Different states)
So I'll get a n*gga smoked and I'm skippin' state (Brr, Swerv')
Real or fake, try and see who real or fake
Get a n*gga sprayed, I'm still prayin' this sh*t pay off (Brr, brr)
But a n*gga paid (You knowin' it), on this sh*t I don't take no day off
I be workin' on my day off, I been prayin' this sh*t pay off

[Verse 2]
Pay me out, pay me out, I want the max
Ain't with that, what he say? We out
I been doin' this sh*t for Max
Spread blood and we got tats
Real b*tch went and wrapped the Track'
Blew a hundred and fifty racks max (One-fifty, uh-huh)
Foenem splattin' out 'Cats and Scats
And we settin' up traps for a rat
Shootin' a movie, if it's action, I might have to hop out and attack
Shootin' a movie, I'm on set in the black truck, I'm hoppin' out of the back
Tried to attack us, but we was movin' tactic, it was too many 'Lac trucks (Uh)
These n*ggas rap, but why you rappin' 'bout us? You the same one got clapped up
I got rich off rap, blogs be talkin' 'bout us, them bodies ain't even attached to us
I be so low-key, n*ggas be talkin' 'bout me and that sh*t ain't even matchin' up
When them shots spark, I was like Rosa Parks, I'm way in the back of the bus (Back of the bus)