O.T.I.S (Over Thought Incomplete Statements)

CG Coupe with the tints, go through erry light This rap shit just in me like parasites I notice I'm blessed, God then saved my life Where I'm from, you need sticks, we don't touch a knife Niggas iffy, can't trust em', might turn to mice Girls be tryn throw the oop, don't believe the hype How much heart do you got, ain't no fear in height Heavy metal that's loaded, ah take your life We ain't playin', so get it together I done told y'all, just come with the pressure Lovin' thotties gon' bring all that extra J-Rock get ah play, he eye ball, ain't no measure Gang ah blessings for me, worse for you All my niggas got kids and loose screws Well protected, I won't make the news Buddy then tried, was left hangin no noose My motivation different, comin from the slums Heat up that boy chest, I think he need some tums Your bitch said I'm the best, she use the tongue for fun Nd killin' all my kids, I'm dialin' 9-1-1 Talkin' onna net, it's real life implications Died onna block, should've an education Niggas talk too much, startin' investigations Tellin' people stories, better start ah publications When you sleep your brain work, thinkin' when you dead Bruh left the scene, thinkin' one was dead It kept being ah problem, thinkin' what he did Thoughts made him sweet, now he thinkin' why he dead Ghost ride the whip and still uppin', I play too much cod He pillow talkin', watch me pull his cards Say he have emotion, but he tellin' lies Just looked up his stats, he ain't gettin' no yards Cause my niggas stopped that Body magic, but I just want the top hat 33 shots out the rocket, I pop that Reachin' for sun, his arm, Ima chop that Puttin' myself in position to feed the fam, I gotta get to them rackades Ain't thinkin' bout coulda's and woulda's I'm livin' real life, never been one to stargaze Said, Kayy, why you spinnin' so much You a sneaky lil' f*ck, let her come through the quick maze Pussy is pussy, don't benefit nothin Installed in my mind at ah early age But the way she take care of ah nigga I'm thinkin' about rings, might be stuck till my old days She still gon' be naggin', I'm hittin' the stu Like ah J to protect me from old ways Yeah, I got the scoopa, it's good teachin' tricks So I ain't thinkin' bout how niggas throwin' shade I got obligations to take care of fam So I'm busy my mind stuck on gettin' paid Chillin', sippin' on lemonade The J of za, sittin' on M's turnin' renegades These niggas don't get me, they lost tryna relate But need pairs of real nigga hearin' aids Ain't the one that's gon' downgrade I'ma keep goin' up, get me rich in a decade And I'm sharp as a knife blade But I'm movin' in silence Wake up, choose nothin' but violence Now they at the service, playin' the violins If I go down, who gon' have my back If I need bond, who gon' go and trap Nd it's never the situation, it's the principle I want them both, I ain't got time to pick and choose I show my face here and there playin' peek-a-boo Don't f*ck with the devil, ain't part of y'all rituals Black said we ain't ridin' with standards So I had to switch up the kit These niggas just rappin', aint active They fake tryin' drag, show his ass how to drag onnat bitch These youngins ain't havin' no heart, in any altercation The first thing they reach for is stick In the fourth, we applyin' that pressure We makin' them quit, errything like a championship Pops was the only one gave me a lift, when ah nigga was down at his lowest They playin' both sides, in cahoots with them niggas Recruitin' like kayy wouldn't notice I'm the one at wherever I do, I be playin' it humble I'm him, but I try not to show it I give it my all in the booth, I be pourin' my heart Makin' statements, I feel like I'm OTIS Man, I feel like I'm OTIS Ayee Kayy Section 8 Baby