Yo Gotti - Oh Well Lyrics

I really don't give a shit all the time
I just don't get it, nahwimsayn?
Meek learned the game from me

I'm the one that gave you bow
I got nothin' to laugh out
Gamblin' in these streets
Till you fuck around then crap out
Gave 'em real shit, told 'em real shit
Got personal in 'em verses, they say the truth won't hurt ya
Oh well, oh well

(Verse 2)
The kids in the hood, they looked up to a nigga
I know that swervy moment, daddy cooked up with a nigga
Big brother shot on pistols and got booked up with a nigga
Real niggas do real things, who bumpin' jigga fo'real
They jigga fo'real
Long 1 long 2 and long 3
I hope my young'ns kill well, but kill mean
I went to coppin' in the guinea shit fo' free
Got the print, pop the xans, then the OD
Went 'gainst the hood, fell out with the OGs
Till I did all of the structure
Bout some shit I didn't believe


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