BLUEPRINT - Oh Word lyrics

rate me

I love them all

Fans and naysayers

Max and fake players

Lovers and player haters

Brothers that trade gators

But that’s copycat ‘cause they want the same flavor

But I was thought that bigger fences make better neighbors

I told Fest to hold tight and get greater later

He didn’t have the patience so he tried to take my paper

When brothers gonna learn? With this is long-term

Respect’s bout to earn but greenhouse won’t burn

Motherfuckers, they think they can really fuck with me at this shit

It’s what I do, man, you can’t stop the kid

Going in, bro

How should I begin?

Back on my grind again, biters wanna bite the kid

Writers wanna slight the kid

Herb’s got nerve to criticize the life I live

But if they can’t relate then I don’t lie for them

But if you’re listening now, home or out in the crowd

I gotta assume you feeling the style

Otherwise you probably would’ve turned me off like pop!

Ok, back to the track

This is for my cats that stack the paper up

My people packing…tape it up

I’m just a cat in rap tryna make a buck

You got a platinum plaque but I say you suck

You fake fuck, this is my true life story

The same, bro, I came from shoebox money

Now dudes wanna remove all dues from me

‘Cause you do what you wanna do when you got money

What?