Ol’Otis
The Picasso of the Ghetto
Look - don't cry tears, they don't fly here
And if you don't die here, you're supposed to fly Lears
365 here's like a dog's year
No wonder why these nikkas 20 and got white hairs
Stressing like they 40 and some change
Slowly in this game, all my homies is in pain
And brody is the slang, but it don't mean he your brother
It don't mean you can trust him, it don't mean that he love you
And we was raised wrong but we stayed strong
And when we kept it real we got faked on
And when we showed up we got flaked on
A wilder nikka's story, getting cake, homes
I bet my life, I'm a dice-shaker
Electric lights on a skyscraper
It's up and down for a real nikka
But you'll be lame all your life, hater
MAC-10 in my black Benz
Show me signals of betrayal, can't be back friends
Long flights get my mind right
Victory to me is when you spend your time right
Victory to me is when you get your grind right
Victory to me is when you get your minds right
nikkas got this shyt twisted
Like Jean-Michel Basquiat destroying his pictures
Self-inflicted homicide, don't pull the trigger
I feel like I've got to tell you you've got something to contribute...
Regardless what you into, regardless what you've been through
I feel like I've got to tell you you've got something to contribute..