LitBoy
I was bagging up work
Trying to get my bread up
Momma told me not to get in that water but I only got wetter
Shoutout to Nixon for real
He got me up outta the cell
Should've seen the look on my momma face
When they asked a milly for the bail
They don't want you to win
They don't want you to live
Niggas f*ck with you when it's beneficial
But they ain't been official
Learned how to move on my own
Can't trust everybody
Even though I'm cool with a lot of niggas
I don't f*ck with everybody
Shoutouts to my days ones
That ain't switch on day two
I got some real niggas that's rooting for me
So yeah I gotta stay in the booth
I got a family to feed
Make sure I meet those needs
I'm a keep praying to Jehovah
He know I'm the future gone give me the keys
OM where you been
OM where you at
I'm back
Heard there's a drought in the hood need to open your trap
Say less
I see how these niggas is moving I can adapt
I know it's fake love I can tell by the dap
Wooo
OM where you been
OM where you at
I'm back
Heard there's a drought in the hood need to open your trap
Say less
I see how these niggas is moving I can adapt
I know it's fake love I can tell by the dap
Niggas was snitching now they wanna be rappers
Niggas was church boys now they wanna be trappers
You ain't never put in no work
You ain't never did no dirt
I'm Michael Jackson with the kicks
In my Yeezys bussin licks
OMG and the G stands for ganja
I got that sour
Smoke a lotta marijuana
F*ck up the commas
Took a bitch to Benihana
Damn I love that designer
I'm a make me a mill
Put that on my momma
Wanna see me in a jumpsuit
I just copped the new jumpmans
Had to get rid of the coupe
Might go cop me a sedan
They freed my nigga Meek Mill
I know bout the wins and the losses
The shit gonna make me a boss
My nigga crossed me and I copped me a cross
It's a shame when your niggas turn into rivals
They tried to leave me for dead this the revival
It's OM Gucci
Got a whole lotta guala
I'm getting top in a drop now
Remember I came from the bottom
OM where you been
OM where you at
I'm back
Heard there's a drought in the hood need to open your trap
Say less
I see how these niggas is moving I can adapt
I know it's fake love I can tell by the dap
Wooo
OM where you been
OM where you at
I'm back
Heard there's a drought in the hood need to open your trap
Say less
I see how these niggas is moving I can adapt
I know it's fake love I can tell by the dap
Wooo
Om - Adapt Lyrics
Om - Adapt Lyrics
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English
LitBoy
I was bagging up work
Trying to get my bread up
Momma told me not to get in that water but I only got wetter
Shoutout to Nixon for real
He got me up outta the cell
Should've seen the look on my momma face
When they asked a milly for the bail
They don't want you to win
They don't want you to live
Niggas f*ck with you when it's beneficial
But they ain't been official
Learned how to move on my own
Can't trust everybody
Even though I'm cool with a lot of niggas
I don't f*ck with everybody
Shoutouts to my days ones
That ain't switch on day two
I got some real niggas that's rooting for me
So yeah I gotta stay in the booth
I got a family to feed
Make sure I meet those needs
I'm a keep praying to Jehovah
He know I'm the future gone give me the keys
OM where you been
OM where you at
I'm back
Heard there's a drought in the hood need to open your trap
Say less
I see how these niggas is moving I can adapt
I know it's fake love I can tell by the dap
Wooo
OM where you been
OM where you at
I'm back
Heard there's a drought in the hood need to open your trap
Say less
I see how these niggas is moving I can adapt
I know it's fake love I can tell by the dap
Niggas was snitching now they wanna be rappers
Niggas was church boys now they wanna be trappers
You ain't never put in no work
You ain't never did no dirt
I'm Michael Jackson with the kicks
In my Yeezys bussin licks
OMG and the G stands for ganja
I got that sour
Smoke a lotta marijuana
F*ck up the commas
Took a bitch to Benihana
Damn I love that designer
I'm a make me a mill
Put that on my momma
Wanna see me in a jumpsuit
I just copped the new jumpmans
Had to get rid of the coupe
Might go cop me a sedan
They freed my nigga Meek Mill
I know bout the wins and the losses
The shit gonna make me a boss
My nigga crossed me and I copped me a cross
It's a shame when your niggas turn into rivals
They tried to leave me for dead this the revival
It's OM Gucci
Got a whole lotta guala
I'm getting top in a drop now
Remember I came from the bottom
OM where you been
OM where you at
I'm back
Heard there's a drought in the hood need to open your trap
Say less
I see how these niggas is moving I can adapt
I know it's fake love I can tell by the dap
Wooo
OM where you been
OM where you at
I'm back
Heard there's a drought in the hood need to open your trap
Say less
I see how these niggas is moving I can adapt
I know it's fake love I can tell by the dap
Wooo
I was bagging up work
Trying to get my bread up
Momma told me not to get in that water but I only got wetter
Shoutout to Nixon for real
He got me up outta the cell
Should've seen the look on my momma face
When they asked a milly for the bail
They don't want you to win
They don't want you to live
Niggas f*ck with you when it's beneficial
But they ain't been official
Learned how to move on my own
Can't trust everybody
Even though I'm cool with a lot of niggas
I don't f*ck with everybody
Shoutouts to my days ones
That ain't switch on day two
I got some real niggas that's rooting for me
So yeah I gotta stay in the booth
I got a family to feed
Make sure I meet those needs
I'm a keep praying to Jehovah
He know I'm the future gone give me the keys
OM where you been
OM where you at
I'm back
Heard there's a drought in the hood need to open your trap
Say less
I see how these niggas is moving I can adapt
I know it's fake love I can tell by the dap
Wooo
OM where you been
OM where you at
I'm back
Heard there's a drought in the hood need to open your trap
Say less
I see how these niggas is moving I can adapt
I know it's fake love I can tell by the dap
Niggas was snitching now they wanna be rappers
Niggas was church boys now they wanna be trappers
You ain't never put in no work
You ain't never did no dirt
I'm Michael Jackson with the kicks
In my Yeezys bussin licks
OMG and the G stands for ganja
I got that sour
Smoke a lotta marijuana
F*ck up the commas
Took a bitch to Benihana
Damn I love that designer
I'm a make me a mill
Put that on my momma
Wanna see me in a jumpsuit
I just copped the new jumpmans
Had to get rid of the coupe
Might go cop me a sedan
They freed my nigga Meek Mill
I know bout the wins and the losses
The shit gonna make me a boss
My nigga crossed me and I copped me a cross
It's a shame when your niggas turn into rivals
They tried to leave me for dead this the revival
It's OM Gucci
Got a whole lotta guala
I'm getting top in a drop now
Remember I came from the bottom
OM where you been
OM where you at
I'm back
Heard there's a drought in the hood need to open your trap
Say less
I see how these niggas is moving I can adapt
I know it's fake love I can tell by the dap
Wooo
OM where you been
OM where you at
I'm back
Heard there's a drought in the hood need to open your trap
Say less
I see how these niggas is moving I can adapt
I know it's fake love I can tell by the dap
Wooo
Writer: Gerry Louis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid