legit a piece of me ft. ohhlullaby Lyrics

I don't need that shit

I ain't working nine-five so I'm the booth getting lit

School ain't my thing I like to talk with them sticks

I've been living by the drugs all my life I ain't submit

I've been living like a thug all the crimes I comitt

My hands covered in blood throwing niggas in the pit

I don't really give a fuck 'cuz they be talking out their seat

I'm at home and smoke a dub while niggas think they legit

Niggas tryna' call me "Bud" don't wear the shoes u know it don't fit

Niggas talking like they g's but in the streets they just bitch

Niggas sayin' they gon' get you, but face to face all'em glitch

I stand for what I'm rapping nigga, I do what i preach

Big Don ain't stressin' you know I take it slow

When I find y'all the scene niggas better hit the flo'

Got that iron on my waist and on me it ain't for show

Just make a wrong move stupid I asure you it finna blow

Let's go!

'Bouta turn my passion into reality

Gotta' focus castin' light on my mentality

Only thing that motivates me is my money and my girlfriend

Join me on this ride of trails and error in the end, we'll dominate the world friend

Imma' star that's 'bouta blow supernova

Dark clouds, hard bounds, my heart pounds

I'm the underdawg man

Where yo ass was at

When I was struggling to get my feet up from the scarred ground?

Nervous, they hand shake fore they shake my hand now

How you "lit" and not blow?

How you "the shit" and not do?

How you "chill" and not cold?

How you "real" and not bro?

How you drill and not plow?

How you "hot" and not melt?

How you drop and not fell?

That's what they all ask I've got a lot to prove on a short tell

Mama, they don't believe I've got what it takes to become a prolonged tale

Imma' show'em what I've got, they'll see the definition of "strong will"

If talk wont make'em believe, then sure as hell the songs will

Actions speak louder than words

My words set people in action

On my set we'll get to shooting

Like cameras on you "moviestar" birds I'm tired of the actin'

Look thru my lens bad shit on my radar

This my thing!

They ask are you gonna' be okay dawg?

I tell'em I'm on a journey full of hatred and frauds

To get on top of my shit, and make more than what I'm makin' from jobs

Mama told me "be careful in this industry" I won't mistake the facade

Too late for me to find some purpose

Nothing really matters, and I am worthless

I see through the facade, it's all a circus

Everything gon' be fine, so long my money in a surplus

Tell me is this everything that it is to it?

She forgot all our history

And I'm stuck in a misery

And she left with a piece of me

And she left with a piece of me

And she know, and she know that I'm stuck in my misery

I'd throw it all away, all away for you baby

She left me with nowhere to stay