O.T.C

Rock with a limp but on the contrary I don't not live like a pimp I'm for the solitary Stackin my chips but chippin in for monetary Watch it come back does it involuntary Poppin ya cherry not arbitrary no need to give your commentary Those words are for the birds not honorary Mixed ingredients like I was born in an apothecary With everlasting effects this shit not temporary Proceed with cautionary I know it's a lot to carry better to get out than bury It's necessary we tip the itinerary got to be a visionary This the preliminary Consider taking this as food for thought your dinners ready Now it's feelin heavy Pressure weighing down on your shoulders starting to feel the envy Perhaps we just kick back and relax You got it in a glass sippin as we tippin ya nigga trippin he might relapse Needin you but I gotchu for a moment don't let it pass In the passenger you rolling up the gas Blowin loud racin with ya feet on the dash Sirens and the lights in the back Pushin a hunnid with the cops on our ass you tellin me keep goin fast whippin through the city quickly don't concern with the past Only focus on what's ahead you know we on this cash It's a surprise we runnin up the mileage Maxed out too loud we breakin bank like it's a cash cow Not for the clout but I could line it up and count it out Never back out we be for real not no common mouth If this is war we goin all the way now take em down We run this town I dare you make another sound Stressin about makin way to break ground Take a look around no other contender we stole the crown Stole it, we stole it, we stole it Rock with a limp but on the contrary I don't not live like a pimp I'm for the solitary Stackin my chips but chippin in for monetary Watch it come back does it involuntary Poppin ya cherry not arbitrary no need to give your commentary Those words are for the birds not honorary Mixed ingredients like I was born in an apothecary With everlasting effects this shit not temporary