O.M.S (Owe Me Sumfin)

We got da Mil back jumping Haters mad my heart still pumping And I'm back like they owe me something I came from nothing, a busy bee yeah my name still buzzing Got rid of my only friends like my name Joe Bidden I guess this mood music, or music to kind of set the mood First name ain't Devin but I been that dude Own family gave up on me, tried to start a feud But they all came up short like interludes I stay ravishing like I'm Rick rude, without the gyrating These niggas hoes doing dry hating What u witnessing like the Bucks, history in the making And every enemy I have, bitch I'm desecrating Off with they heads, I'm decapitating I am one of the best and you can stop debating I been figured them out, that's why dese niggas skating And I'm exhaling on tracks and bitch I'm done waiting yeah Niggaz hear that click clack, yeah it's time for get back, I'll push ya shit back, all my niggaz wit that, description yeah We fit that I'm Real enough to admit that, sit back Break u off a piece like a Kit Kat, when it's war u hit back, yeah ya bitch we flipped that Every beat We rip that, Yeah I'm crack i whip that, on dis marathon till I get to be where Nip at We got da Mil back cracking Auditions over for those niggas that actin I stopped giving my view like I'm Tamar Braxton Was too 100 for niggaz, I cut them I whacked them I'm in game mode and we still talking bout practice Gt da gift of gab, got everything y'all lacking Most niggas spineless, these be the niggaz y'all backing Rap these niggas in submission, I don't care that they tapping Turn to Chris Benoit in game, just so y'all know that I'm snapping That's too far, but Kaine got to set this bar So they know a nigga up to par No Ed McMahon but the search is over for a star Rap skills on exhibit, and I ain't have to pimp no car Niggaz Like Breves was jealous of me, looking just like Scar Da rulers back, taking over shit like a czar Y'all knew it was coming, could've seen this shit from afar And I'm a keep going till my whole family ball like Lave Niggaz hear that click clack, yeah it's time for get back, I'll push ya shit back, all my Niggaz wit that, description yeah We fit that, I'm Real enough to admit that, sit back Break u off a piece like a Kit Kat, when it's war u hit back, yeah ya bitch we flipped that, Every beat We rip that, Yeah I'm crack I whip that, on dis marathon till I get to be where Nip at