Story Of OJ Pt. 2 by T The Messenger Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Feds still keeping secrets, planned assanations
Government still hating, russian communications
The Government left us hungry, the rich man left you desperate
You viewed my people as projects, now peep this better assessment
This detail Persona broadcast from the corner of the ATL down the street from your baby mama
Hating was a choice my nigga, love was a decision
Half a mil independent Boom said you bout kill em
Self fulfilling spilling, while police out here killing
Distracted by trump in trying to segregate by his billions
Don't nobody round you speak the truth cause don't nobody listen
Get caught up in the system before they ever pay attention
Fucking winning this just beginning
No new friends just business
Hating on me but they know I'm cooler than yo bitch ass
I'm winning this just the beginning
I been balling since 17 pray my sins are forgiven
And these niggas wanna talk about digits but I never had seen it...
Hold on / Hold Up Let me finish / Real World
[Verse 2]
I can't look back or think up on my passed
I'm focused on my future nightmares of a body bag
Way to nice to brag
Keeping it real and dropping facts
Silly dances and trap jingles is what's become of rap (What)
Nigga don't ask me why cause your shit isn't it! (What)
I know when it's real when the music legit
I hear when these rappers be reading the script
Playing a role in a comedy flick
Man that shit is whipped!
It's wack!, It's done!, It's over!
I killed / this beat / I'm sober!
Pulled up on you bitch in that brand new rover
Hit the plug up now im rolling sticking doser
12 behind trying to regain my composure
Baby don't do as I do, Do as I told ya
Baby don't say what I say, Say what I sold ya
Real nigga, Field nigga born soldier
Feds still keeping secrets, planned assanations
Government still hating, russian communications
The Government left us hungry, the rich man left you desperate
You viewed my people as projects, now peep this better assessment
This detail Persona broadcast from the corner of the ATL down the street from your baby mama
Hating was a choice my nigga, love was a decision
Half a mil independent Boom said you bout kill em
Self fulfilling spilling, while police out here killing
Distracted by trump in trying to segregate by his billions
Don't nobody round you speak the truth cause don't nobody listen
Get caught up in the system before they ever pay attention
Fucking winning this just beginning
No new friends just business
Hating on me but they know I'm cooler than yo bitch ass
I'm winning this just the beginning
I been balling since 17 pray my sins are forgiven
And these niggas wanna talk about digits but I never had seen it...
Hold on / Hold Up Let me finish / Real World
[Verse 2]
I can't look back or think up on my passed
I'm focused on my future nightmares of a body bag
Way to nice to brag
Keeping it real and dropping facts
Silly dances and trap jingles is what's become of rap (What)
Nigga don't ask me why cause your shit isn't it! (What)
I know when it's real when the music legit
I hear when these rappers be reading the script
Playing a role in a comedy flick
Man that shit is whipped!
It's wack!, It's done!, It's over!
I killed / this beat / I'm sober!
Pulled up on you bitch in that brand new rover
Hit the plug up now im rolling sticking doser
12 behind trying to regain my composure
Baby don't do as I do, Do as I told ya
Baby don't say what I say, Say what I sold ya
Real nigga, Field nigga born soldier