OT Genasis

OT Genasis - Jackin For Beats 2015 (Freestyle) lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

I'm ready to be messed with, cuz these streets like the clinic, dawg

The hardest niggas should always get tested

Bout to make a silhouette, and that fire? How ya touch it?

Been lookin' fo' that lighter fo' that cigarette

.45, or I'mma hit 'er with the pump

Got a rapper, I'm bout to put 'im in the trunk

Tryna slam the door up, he won't fit, I shoulda bought a Jeep

Maybe if I take off his shoes I could tuck his feet

Raaaah! Yeah, it's gettin' kinda scary now

Chasin' these rats to they hole like Jerry now

Couple niggas in the club place stare me down

10 racks, no talk, them niggas buried now

I land in nervous, tick tock on the watch

Career was hangin' by a thread, then it popped (pop)

I dropped CoCo, now I'm on top... of that mountain

It makes sense that you move rock

Couple of aeronautas hated, but that ain't work

All this bullshit cuz niggas ain't sign me first?!

So hell nah, I don't trust these niggas

A gang gave a nigga game, told em fuck these niggas

Underdog on the West, now I got fame

I musta had yo dirty diapers, cuz that shit changed

I couldn't get a feature on my song

Now it's 'hey, bruh, hey, yo, LEAVE ME ALONE!'

Smokin' all by myself, ridin' in my Caddy

Think about how 'mma try to kill my ex bitch' baby daddy

I'm on some bullshit, surround like comments

Cuz murder season - bloody water in my conscience

I heard you luv the bitch cuz she got ass shots

You ain't a pimp, you a Mick Donald mascot

Clarrmp(?), but I hope that you think soon

Savin' these hoes like a boat that's bout to sink soon

Ain't got money but I act like it

I could fuck any bitch if I act like it

Around All Star week-end, that's when I started

Act like a b-boy playn the NBA that don't start

So I'mma take my homeboy car and take her out

After a few bucks for dinner, givin' her mouth to mouth

In a hotel where I act like I lost my wallet

She can get it and I can hit it

Next thing I'm waitin' next to a Honda Civic

(Beat change)

Same nigga from the block, can't nobody change me

Get a lotta dollas but can't nobody change me

Niggas treat me different now, due to a lotta fame

Still carry humbles due to a lotta pain

Tryna tell my momma blow(?!), nah, I ain't give a fuck

Let my momma deal it, she told me to give it up

Talkin' bout a 9 to 5, I was like FUCK THAT!

My cousin EET got killed, I wanted to bust back

Tears on his death bed, shit, don't even sing right

Nightmares, gun shots, I can't even dream right

Locked up, dead time(!?) ain't nobody call me

Juvi and county time, ain't nobody call me

Got my momma hurt cuz a brother kids graduated

And his son runnin' wild, she don't know if he gon' make it

Heavy on Rasina, 4-5 fresh out the case

Jumb behind the Cadillac with bullets fly by yo face

Betta yet, post it up, chillin' on yo own spot

And niggas start runnin' up, wanna get yo dope shot

111 niggas bust shots, said they don't stop

Don't pop! Only excuse, you in a wrong spot

Say I'm actin' funny now, now you don't feel me

Where the fuck was you when 'em niggas tryna kill me?!

Gotta stay focused, go platinum like Sisqo

If ya outta line, then I pop it like Chris Gold

Big shows radio, now I'm on TV

Sayn that I'm hot, last year they ain't see me

Bit em in the ass, right, now they got rabies

Had me on Instagram when they used to play me

Niggas be hatin' like, yeah, G, ya locked up

Hoe textin' hey stranger, yeah, bitch, you fucked up

(Yeah, bitch, you fucked up)

(Ya fucked up, yeah!)

(OT)

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