O'boi Deeh & Krispy $taxx - Better Times (Prod. By Gum$) Lyrics

O-T-M-B
Only Trust My Brothers Aye
Pray for better times
Pray for better times
Shit be flying by
Shit be flying by
Time be flying by
Like fast times at Ridgemen high
Break the quarter down
Just to get a nigga right
I pray to god that I don't sin up in my other life
Cause the way I'm living is just another sacrifice
I remember having nothing
Eating bowls of rice
They called me a bedroom bum nigga
It was only right
Had to post up on the East
I'm talkin all night
I'm serving 10s 20s half's nigga come right
If not I'm gonna rip em with a hot pipe
Maybe I'll just skimp this nigga for a hot price
They call me Deeh
Aka mr. not nice
Mr. f*ck you over if you do it more than twice
I lash 10 times harder nigga
So f*ck yo life
Don't do construction but we stay with the metal pipes
My own blood f*cked me over cause I was eating right
Guess jealousy took toll on that nigga's life
Always asking for a handout this ain't price is right
You use to eat up in my face when I was thuggin nights
Tryin to get off 2 for 5
I had nothing nice
Till I stumbled in position that bitch put me right
I ain't fumble
I ain't f*ckin up the pitch this time
Touchdown on the play
Two point conversion time
I'm a star baby
You just star gazing
Wishing on a star
But baby you can't change me
Keep it a hundred
But I came from a penny
In my poncho
Pushing that Blanco like Benny
Rockin like Lenny
They know what my craft is
In the trap gettin paper off of plastic
Smell it through the baggy
They know all my shit gas
Audible to play and set him up for some quick cash
A real star the feens love me how I do my thang
It won't be long till they know my name
We bag chasing
Erase your whole future if that Ruger do ya
A real shooter like Klay if I bring it to ya
Cold story
Nothing fake I won't tell a lie
At the bottom get it cheap
But we sell it high
In a place full of hate they don't give ya props
Real is fake
Fake is love
Homie make it stop