Overseas

Lyrics

[Hook] Motherfuckers wanna be like me They be like "YSB how you get overseas?" I been trappin, I been stackin, I been doin my thing Runtzin' up a check, niggas sno it's MOB Gettin greasy to the bone gristle, sno what I mean? Baggin up work, wrappin, and we servin the clean That shit smack, lil shorty, that shit ain't no lean Niggas say they selling crack, but they the ones be the fiends [Verse 1] Hit Buddha on the phone, said he need the whole thing I just put this shit in motion, up in London, I'm posted We could get across the ocean, It'll only take a moment Take a risk with my life, but I gotta stay focused In the field every day, gotta keep your eyes open Gotta keep that thing on you, gotta watch for opponents Still shining through the struggle, praying for better days In the trenches it get treacherous, your life turn to a maze If a nigga try to cross me gotta send him to the grave 'member shot my first pistol I was in eleventh grade Niggas steady talkin shit, but they ain't really with the fade Wanna grab a AK, but shoot an innocent in the way Remember when I used to OD on the lean Reminiscing about all my ones that's gone Free my niggas out the cell blocks and the ones that's not coming home Never been the wrong but this pain in me got me so far gone Gotta stay up on my pivots, know these niggas want me gone Runtz up a check, gotta get my mom a mansion Gotta say "fuck these bitches' and focus on these ransoms [Hook] Motherfuckers wanna be like me They be like "YSB how you get overseas?" I been trappin, I been stackin, I been doin my thing Runtzin' up a check, niggas sno it's MOB Gettin greasy to the bone gristle, sno what I mean? Baggin up work, wrappin, and we servin the clean That shit smack, lil shorty, that shit ain't no lean Niggas say they selling crack, but they the ones be the fiends