Obloquy

[Intro] Who can be as open minded? (You x4, You x4) Who can get the doja I get? (You x4, You x4) [Bridge] I ain't seen a million of nothing But a bunch of dumb mufuckas' Said I'm distributing grams Like I'm pimping your mother's motha' Like I'm pimping your mother's motha' Said I'm distributing grams like I'm pimping your mother's motha' [Verse 1] A bullet to the head won't make you open minded Exhaling electricity from Doja I get I would not advise that you approach him blinded Type to light a blunt with mufuckin' bolt of lightning Type to hold a grudge from from all my morbid sightings Recite the life that I'm living I am a poet writing They wanna take my wave but I'm in the ocean diving My city a virgin I'm boutta' break her hymen Speaking in scripture I'm a fucking pope of rhyming You may be spitting that crack but I'm drooling coca diamonds Say he about that life but surely, right there be the morgue behind him You ain't gonna never make it round here I'm being more than honest Life, power, vices, and greed I'm throwing topics To reach half my thought process, you gotta be smoking chronic Blowing papers and my neighbors tell me they don't mind it Ima' take two twins down: Osama laden Only thing I pay in court is my attention Attentive to tension better get to fucking stepping with it Been about that business as my only interest Moving in the district they would rather see me rotting up in prison I came in the world with a vendetta to kill Everyone of my enemies wanting the best of me They all pretending that they be a friend of me I know they not, waiting for the death me Hoping I rot, Hope I get popped, but that won't happen They could never ever stop me from me from my habits They only wanna a rap about killing Fucking bitches, banging sets, and getting lifted If I'm cashing out that'd your favorite lyric But I'd rather talk bout the trife I'm living [Bridge 2] It's like I'm working just to give away my paycheck But I get less tired the more I work by when the day ends (x2) [Hook] Inhale all your money Throw away your budget That's the the story of my life Ran off with a fronted Cause the shit was bunky That's the story of my life [Chorus] Go and get it right, fore' you serving 25 Go and get it right, you don't wanna live this life Boy I be about mine, don't know about you Try and take my shine, my light bouncing off the moon (x2)