Real OG Freestyle

MadSkills Real OG, yeah Aye, uh This here, one of the glory years This one of those thank God that we made it here Sitting back thinking of times might've shed a tear And looking back on it all now time to repair The bumps and the bruises fix things we misused and Take it deep dive into the vibes we producing Put a plan of action to the life that you choosing Cause I done did it all and times was still losing You know the game but the game ain't easy Looking in the mirror like my name lil weezy Sun shining on me with slight lil breezy She all in the mirror dancing so sleezy I'm on the move like stunnaman Hoping that I don't get stopped by that other man You how life is as a brotha man This world gets cold and don't love like ya mother can So mind ya manors you was raised as a southern man And we all need love, give it another chance Gone head, gone head, gone do ya dance Can't let a hard time dismantle ya plans So what I do? Hop out the bed turn my swag on Hit the mall and spend that cash til the bag gone If you calling for that work, then hit the trap phone My main thang the only one I'm tryna smash on We freestyle but the style ain't free Gave all the glory to God and blessings he gave me Don't question who I am or who I'm trying to be Real OG, yeah it's plain to see Uh huh, yea We freestyle but the style ain't free Gave all the glory to God and blessings he gave me Don't question who I am or who I'm trying to be Real OG Uh Thank God I'm still breathing, struggled but I'm thriving We was drunk driving smoking while we riding 17 seasons, nick saban, roll tide'n Nick cannon, mtv, outside wild'n Step out on the scene ima kill em, im stylin Like a rodeo I let her ride it like a stallion In it till we win it, chefs kiss like I'm Italian Hit it so good she round my neck like a medallion Now turn around, and back it up When it's up girl you know its stuck Hit from the logo like I'm dame balling for the bucks Yea I grind for it, left a little room for luck Always keep it on me tucked, Call the feds ya boy corrupt How you doing baby girl, I ain't mean to interrupt Tell ya friends about it yea this some of the good stuff All gassed up, shawty fine, and her bag tough We freestyle but the style ain't free Gave all the glory to God and blessings he gave me Don't question who I am or who I'm trying to be Real OG, yeah it's plain to see Uh huh, yea We freestyle but the style ain't free Gave all the glory to God and blessings he gave me Don't question who I am or who I'm trying to be Real OG