Speech ( O.N.I.F.C 4 Year Aniversary)

Intro: Shake’n bake Nigga ain’t doin’ nothing, just sittin’ here and swaggin It’s easy though It’s easy to not give a fuck Verse 1: Fresh outta first class Fresh outta herb nap My outfit straight outta fur So fresh to death My car from overseas The steering wheel on the other side I’m givin’ it All I got is smokin’ what’s left So much money on weed So much smoke in my chest I take the lessons I learned And put ’em all in my flesh Tatted, got a strong weed habit Going hard, could have sworn you niggas had it Buying champaign with the tabins We order more drinks, bring the cabs in Rip up jeans, call it fashion A lot of cash and a lot of gras You niggas broke, you ain’t gotta pass Chanel bags and I’m proud of tags Spendin’ stash, you ain’t gotta stack Young and rich, don’t know how to act As the wheels keep spinnin’ and my joint keep burning And my team keep winnin’ Chorus: Roll up, whats the hold up Roll up, whats the hold up Verse 2: Thinking ’bout some shit, that rap taught me Sittin’ in a whip, that rap bought me Look at all the things, that I’m affording My nigga mean I’m ballin’ like a sports team You doin’ some shit, you think is flossin’ I was doing that back, when I was fourteen Gettin’ it, buying the most, flippin’ it Sixteen, time to pay rent in this bitch I wasn’t even thinking of making millions I was just thinking smokin’ and chillin’ And trying to pay the bills Try get my mom out of this building And I got my mom out of this building I never took a hand out Matter fact I put my hand in Now everything you see is planned by me Boss of my own shit, TAYLOR GANG E.N.T Nothing but that cali strong Gettin’ blown by the pound, bitch TNT Chorus: Roll up, whats the hold up Roll up, whats the hold up