Obbo

Lyrics

[Intro] Listen, real life shit man You get me? Ayy [Verse] Can't leave a trail of evidence, so I stopped goin' Western Union Man can't feed the feds intelligence, spent two years as a Kenyan resident Dollar shillings, queen's to president Safari over a cage, but I didn't go for the lions or elephants Still tryna get them monkeys drilled on, need more switched off, beef is still on Gang can't jeet the dingers with negligence I'm real so I'll stay rеlevant, eloquent, makе murder sound elegant Got down suttin' from every block I war, had man knockin' on doors So if you gon' talk 'bout who don't score, you can't say "S" like a speech impediment Them Africans thought I'm American, called me "Mzungu" 'cause of my accent Had me thinkin' that I lack melanin, I cut my hair, long hair's for a "terrorist" If not T man, long hair's feminine, everyone pree'd man Changed my bop and accent, took me a while to settle in I was feelin' less than genuine, picked up music, put down heroin Went from crack to Spotify users, gave them tales of an AG veteran I told the jury "It's fiction, just judge this trial of the evidence" It was a rub out when the played Dug Out, thought I was tryna insult their intelligence Still plead my innocence, I'm innocent, she ain't innocent, she like doggy Throw her the bone and she throw that back, shake that back like it's filled with gelatine Make that clap like bro with the wap, them .44 flats could take down a horse like ketamine I need them racks 'cah a council flat ain't what my son's inheritin' I was chewin' on khat with the diplomat, didn't know they let a felon in Wifey thought I'm a angel, she didn't know she let the devil in Slip, I'll split your melon in half, like, my man still need medicine The drill game's wack so Suspect's back to defend Man City like Ederson Seven months on obbo, escaped at gunpoint, should've just flew to Morocco I knew a Home V would follow, bro said I'm paro', ten days later, I was in Wano Suttin' got X'ed, my career just popped, but now I'm on trial, it's a tough pill to swallow Free him now and Sus kill tomorrow, I'll swap my blade for the hollows Niggas ain't live, they're lyin', they're killin' me, should be Live at the Apollo Broadday a gunboy, real star boy like Wizkid, pitched him, I was in the club like Joro Joro, joro, joro, joro, I cut niggas up like Zoro I make them grieve and feel no sorrow, they're dead men walkin', their time is borrowed I make man shut up, headshots turn man Hawking, I don't see dead men talkin' Remember, remember when April was cold like November, I plot on the 5th like Fawkes Torch him, stalk him, walk him down and chalk him, now AKid exports him Told this bitch respectfully, she's on chattings, two minutes later she's gawkin' Don't get no slop on my Jordan's, step in threes and ruin man's peace I'll see his wall and back my piece, so rest in piss and a figure of speech I'm rude but I got receipts, it's not just rap, they hate what I've done in the streets It's still not a thing to ying man down on the wing, I'll bloody up my white Supreme's [Outro] Ayy Free the fucking guys locked up, you get me Couple real niggas in here, get me Yeah man, yeah man Free the dargsdem, man Yeah man, yeah man Free the guys, free the guys, free the guys That's it, man, woosh