Off Days

Lyrics

[Intro] But I'm still No Limit (Big OZ on the keyboard and shit) Ayy (Shout out to the bros) Yeah Uh (Uh-huh) Uh [Chorus] I was the only nigga that was showin' love and gettin' hate All these days I wake up early, stay up late (I'm up late) You can't see me, I'm out the way, I live in different states (Different states) So I'll get a nigga smoked and I'm skippin' state (Brr, Swerv') Real or fake, try and see who real or fake Get a nigga sprayed, I'm still prayin' this shit pay off (Brr, brr) But a nigga paid (You knowin' it), on this shit I don't take no day off I be workin' on my day off, I been prayin' this shit pay off (Uh) [Verse 1] Mama, your lil' nigga made it And I don't be feelin' like celebratin' shit, but every day I'm gettin' faded (Faded) And everybody 'round me know that I'm rich, but somehow I'm still plottin' on a lick Street nigga, ain't no celebrity, shit, and I don't wanna take no celebrity pics Paranoid, I gotta ride with a blick And I'm a scorer 'cause I wanna even the score (Ayy) Pickin' up bag, I been on the road so much, I ain't even tourin' Remember we was slidin' and can't wait a nigga ridin' with one, we was ridin' with four Me and the bros totin' poles, stuck in the hood, I was missin' shows Nigga ain't never play with me and they know they can't play with the bros Locked in, we gon' stay by the code and they knowin' whatever I'm sayin', it goes Niggas, they know it's big G Herbo, ayy, there he go, it's big G Herbo Better not run up on G Herbo 'cause he might have a AK in the Rolls, yeah (Uh, there goes Swerv') [Chorus] I was the only nigga that was showin' love and gettin' hate All these days I wake up early, stay up late (I'm up late) You can't see me, I'm out the way, I live in different states (Different states) So I'll get a nigga smoked and I'm skippin' state (Brr, Swerv') Real or fake, try and see who real or fake Get a nigga sprayed, I'm still prayin' this shit pay off (Brr, brr) But a nigga paid (You knowin' it), on this shit I don't take no day off I be workin' on my day off, I been prayin' this shit pay off [Verse 2] Pay me out, pay me out, I want the max Ain't with that, what he say? We out I been doin' this shit for Max Spread blood and we got tats Real bitch went and wrapped the Track' Blew a hundred and fifty racks max (One-fifty, uh-huh) Foenem splattin' out 'Cats and Scats And we settin' up traps for a rat Shootin' a movie, if it's action, I might have to hop out and attack Shootin' a movie, I'm on set in the black truck, I'm hoppin' out of the back Tried to attack us, but we was movin' tactic, it was too many 'Lac trucks (Uh) These niggas rap, but why you rappin' 'bout us? You the same one got clapped up I got rich off rap, blogs be talkin' 'bout us, them bodies ain't even attached to us I be so low-key, niggas be talkin' 'bout me and that shit ain't even matchin' up When them shots spark, I was like Rosa Parks, I'm way in the back of the bus (Back of the bus)