OD by Xpertize Lyrics
Chorus - Unlocking doors with no key of
Dope/
Feel in my veins, watch me
Overdose/
Spitting all scriptures catch the
Holy Ghost/
Burning all this bread got me
Comatose (toast)/
Od 10x
V1- I’m glad that hood never took me
Under/
Still frost bitten by cold tundra/
When making bread man they gon
Wonder but only fam got my phone
Number/
Trying to play outside by it’s a cold
Summer/
Now they all confused like I Ruben
Studdard (stutter)/
All of the days I was scared of
Lightning/
But I’m okay see? (OKC), watch me
Bring the thunder/
I used to want to sign to Roc-A-Fella/
Could’ve upped sticks for that
Mozzarella/
My name ain’t bob but imma get the
Chеddar/
Made it through the storm like
Maywhеather, gotta a Nigga feeling
Like the best ever/
I was jumping hurdles, feeling like a
Turtle, came out my shell, put you in
The shredder, X marks the spot now I’m
Searching for treasure/
All these has-beens' and these
Whatnots/
I was I’m broke as hell, this where the
Buck stop/
Earned all my stripes, now I’m calling
Shots/
Went from tippy toes to the tip top/
You know what time it is fuck a
Wristwatch/
Don’t need Dead Prez, this for hip
Hop/
Only making hits and certified bops/
With this red beam, I’m a cyclops/
Now they want to DM X man (DMX)
(X-Men)/
Don’t want to help him out but want a
Helping hand/
But it’s all cool I never needed fans/
I’d rather march with the contraband/
I’m keeping it Gucci like Dapper
Dan/
It’s always a strike when drop the pen/
I feel it in the air so I gotta wind/
You gon get this work I’m never
Calling in/
You ran out of lux with loaded dice/
Life is hella trife, so I’m on a quest
Come and join the tribe, love live phife/
I know this shit don’t come overnight/
The fruits of my labor is always ripe/
Imma still write in the afterlife/
Jesus Christ, I have to sacrifice/
Spending time with my son before I
Pay the price/
Money never made my days sunny/
Hart like Kevin so they acting funny/
Rap till my tomb like I’m a mummy/
The puppeteer that’s pulling all
Strings/
This is the book how to rap for
Dummies/
Wiping noses cause they all runny/
Pocket full of cheese keep a smile on
Me/
Married to this shit, holy matrimony/
On my way To the playoffs they way
Off, Adolf, there’s no way that can not
See they can’t not see (nazi)/
Imma be this way til my autopsy/
On my way to broadway with no
Posse/
Even Legos couldn’t block me/
Foot off of the brake, they can’t stop
Me/
Been popping way before molly/
Baby boy my bitch bad like Taraji/
Chorus - Unlocking doors with no key of
Dope/
Feel in my veins, watch me
Overdose/
Spitting all scriptures catch the
Holy Ghost/
Burning all this bread got me
Comatose (toast)
Od 10x
Dope/
Feel in my veins, watch me
Overdose/
Spitting all scriptures catch the
Holy Ghost/
Burning all this bread got me
Comatose (toast)/
Od 10x
V1- I’m glad that hood never took me
Under/
Still frost bitten by cold tundra/
When making bread man they gon
Wonder but only fam got my phone
Number/
Trying to play outside by it’s a cold
Summer/
Now they all confused like I Ruben
Studdard (stutter)/
All of the days I was scared of
Lightning/
But I’m okay see? (OKC), watch me
Bring the thunder/
I used to want to sign to Roc-A-Fella/
Could’ve upped sticks for that
Mozzarella/
My name ain’t bob but imma get the
Chеddar/
Made it through the storm like
Maywhеather, gotta a Nigga feeling
Like the best ever/
I was jumping hurdles, feeling like a
Turtle, came out my shell, put you in
The shredder, X marks the spot now I’m
Searching for treasure/
All these has-beens' and these
Whatnots/
I was I’m broke as hell, this where the
Buck stop/
Earned all my stripes, now I’m calling
Shots/
Went from tippy toes to the tip top/
You know what time it is fuck a
Wristwatch/
Don’t need Dead Prez, this for hip
Hop/
Only making hits and certified bops/
With this red beam, I’m a cyclops/
Now they want to DM X man (DMX)
(X-Men)/
Don’t want to help him out but want a
Helping hand/
But it’s all cool I never needed fans/
I’d rather march with the contraband/
I’m keeping it Gucci like Dapper
Dan/
It’s always a strike when drop the pen/
I feel it in the air so I gotta wind/
You gon get this work I’m never
Calling in/
You ran out of lux with loaded dice/
Life is hella trife, so I’m on a quest
Come and join the tribe, love live phife/
I know this shit don’t come overnight/
The fruits of my labor is always ripe/
Imma still write in the afterlife/
Jesus Christ, I have to sacrifice/
Spending time with my son before I
Pay the price/
Money never made my days sunny/
Hart like Kevin so they acting funny/
Rap till my tomb like I’m a mummy/
The puppeteer that’s pulling all
Strings/
This is the book how to rap for
Dummies/
Wiping noses cause they all runny/
Pocket full of cheese keep a smile on
Me/
Married to this shit, holy matrimony/
On my way To the playoffs they way
Off, Adolf, there’s no way that can not
See they can’t not see (nazi)/
Imma be this way til my autopsy/
On my way to broadway with no
Posse/
Even Legos couldn’t block me/
Foot off of the brake, they can’t stop
Me/
Been popping way before molly/
Baby boy my bitch bad like Taraji/
Chorus - Unlocking doors with no key of
Dope/
Feel in my veins, watch me
Overdose/
Spitting all scriptures catch the
Holy Ghost/
Burning all this bread got me
Comatose (toast)
Od 10x