OATH ft. LA Mitchell Lyrics

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Aye

How come when you winning they entitled

I just made a killing like I'm psycho

You don't know who I need to provide for

Put my right hand on the Bible, aye

Hitter on my line if I decide to

They don't hesitate it if you try it though

My niggas don't go against the guy code

Spot a little capper with my eyes closed, aye

Tell em to perform at a venue that's nearly empty

Only get a quarter of that money no 50 50

Tell em they should pay they bills pushing that sticky icky

Or try your luck and grab that mans chain this killer city

I be seeing people wasting time with my sister Krissi

She be consulting with some females who can't spend a penny

They be walking shows choosing hard like you pretty really

Just don't see you in my tunnel vision it's silly really

I don't judge shit only God do

Digging up my past like its fossils

Holding on the past is the cause though

Shit that's coming this year is colossal

Aye

Niggas always tryna steal my title

Heavyweights only you too light dude

Talking out ya neck and I'll surprise you

Made em stutter like a typo, aye

How come when you winning they entitled

I just made a killing like I'm psycho

You don't know who I need to provide for

Put my right hand on the Bible, aye

Hitter on my line if I decide to

They don't hesitate it if you try it though

My niggas don't go against the guy code

Spot a nigga faking with my eyes closed, aye

I had player dream last night

Nah that's on another beat

Cross my heart

And touch sky

I'm fresh until I'm under feet

In the sixth grade shit I sold a little shake

To my neighbor down the way

Got her high for some face

Break from the work

Now it's lights, camera, action

I ain't just handsome shit

My lifestyle a caption

Got a new chick

She came with an ass and an accent

Nights like this

Yeah a wish might happen

Younging thugging

I needed money

I'm out the can bitch

Cross one

Meet all

I'm in the stands bitch

Losing sleep lately

Having dreams about my baby

She ain't even born yet

She need a mill in savings

I'm west side baby but the Southside made me

Plans on buying blocks

Just to show the we made it

Some nights I reminisce on shit that happen to me

And then I toast and roll one up

Cause that's what made me a G

I'm sorry nigga