OG lyrics

[Intro]
I really live this life
Ain't none of that fairy tale sh*t homie
Iso

[Verse 1]
I'm riding bumping Nipsey Hussle, f*cking with the locs today
Them n*ggas got all the guns, I know they tryna smoke today
My first strap I ever had, I bought it from the other side
The way I'm good in every turf, you'd think a n*gga colorblind
Lately I been beefin' on some in my inner circle sh*t
The same strap you give a n*gga be the one they merk you with
The streets sold me all the game, what that mean? I purchased it
Blood I kept it bracking from three seventy to Irvington
f*ck you n*ggas learned me then, y'all wasn't concerned with him
They locked a OG up, that bridge you had you burned it then
Then my ass got hit, laid up with a dirty b*tch
This time I had coming, I done prob'ly did like thirty six
Instead of money on my books, I ain't talking nerdy sh*t
Not a dollar from you n*ggas, y'all left me on some thirsty sh*t
Putting all this f*ck sh*t on my name up in the turf again
Said f*ck respect right, I guess I wasn't worthy then
Fast forward a few charges, homelessness and murder sh*t
The big homie caught word like, "ISO, you heard of him?"
Taught a n*gga how to go legit and keep it permanent
Y'all was still hating on a young n*gga earning his
Now I'm on tour hitting hella cities thirty in
Making money every night, that's how it go, you on you spend
Same n*ggas claiming they was down tryna work again
Make a n*gga wanna move and never hit the turf again
[Hook]
Y'all ain't show a n*gga nothing
Solo while I'm pistol tucking
A little jail then prison f*ck it
Y'all n*ggas don't know me
Thought they was family but them n*ggas fronting
Went to the other side to get me something
Show me love when you n*ggas wasn't
But y'all supposed to be my OGs

Y'all ain't show a n*gga nothing
Solo while I'm pistol tucking
A little jail then prison f*ck it
Y'all n*ggas don't know me
Thought they was family but them n*ggas fronting
Close to the other side to get me something
Show me love when you n*ggas wasn't
But y'all supposed to be my OGs

[Verse 2]
Note to self: Who was there with you when you did ya dirt?
Five seats, one person in the whip to get the work
Legit days, who did you depend on to get to work?
And who put the money in yo whip when it didn't work?
Starter went out, hit the ignition, it didn't j*rk
Who got you over that barb-wired fence when you ripped ya shirt?
When you hit a lick with the homies, who got the sh*t to work?
And when them boys slid with them questions n*gga who didn't smirk?
The same n*gga who took all the time to rip this verse
I'm more than true, them undiscovered words f*ck it's picture perfect
Swimming with piranhas, all you other n*ggas Phin and Ferb
I drown while you other n*ggas watch me but I clench the surface
I really made it out the hood this sh*t ain't inadvertent
I'm really living what I rap when I spit these verses
The same n*gga on these tracks when you click and purchase
Be the same n*gga autographing all them pics in person
You rap n*ggas turn to cold cases, missing persons
My girl died, she a cold case, I miss her person
My soul cried the whole pain so the semi bursting
It was '05, eleven years past, her killer lurking
The homie told me, "You knew who did it? We'll freakin smirk him"
It took time but death the only thing that's really certain
We can't choose our own view, just pick the curtains
I taught myself that n*gga, through some wicked learning
Damn
[Hook]
Y'all ain't show a n*gga nothing
Solo while I'm pistol tucking
A little jail then prison f*ck it
Y'all n*ggas don't know me
Thought they was family but them n*ggas fronting
Went to the other side to get me something
Show me love when you n*ggas wasn't
But y'all supposed to be my OGs

Y'all ain't show a n*gga nothing
Solo while I'm pistol tucking
A little jail then prison f*ck it
Y'all n*ggas don't know me
Thought they was family but them n*ggas fronting
Close to the other side to get me something
Show me love when you n*ggas wasn't
But y'all supposed to be my OGs

[Outro]
Man, shoutout to my n*gga Snake
Shoutout to all my real mo'f*cking OGs out here
Showing n*ggas how to get it the right way and not the wrong way
There's not a lot of goddess out here no more you feel me
sh*t, sh*t is not the same no more homie you feel me
Taught a n*gga how to invest, go to a G
Get up out that bullsh*t that mo'f*cking system n*gga
Ain't nothing in these streets
Just trying to get this money, provide for our family n*gga
If a mo'f*cker ain't helping you do that
sh*t he ain't yo OG
He yo mo'f*cking enemy n*gga
Brain...