Lyrics OBN Jay – Vision Blurry
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Nigga hating on me all together I just let em hate
Don’t return no call because I feel like most of that shit fake
Try sum in this bitch we gon punish him that’s out the gate
You know we going dumb, lil bitch I’m going ape
Moving in slow motion I got full of that cali bitch
60mph 4 second that skate pack shit
Tryna stay out the streets cause when its beef we double back bitch
Cooling by myself I like the way I flash while in the booth
Youngins vouch for me I ain’t got to explain niggas know I’m the truth
Use to sleep in that bottom where roaches falling all out the roof
But now I’m coming up throwing my 4’s up hanging out the coupe
Don’t give ah fuck about clothes or no diamonds, I’m chasing my bread
Don’t give a fuck bout hoes, bitch its grimey where I lay my head
Glock under the pillow, big A»R sitting under the bed
When them bullets spared you better think and duck your fucking head
I feel stuck in dem trenches, I got no where to go
I’m minding my business, yea I been laying low
I’m tucking my glizzy, when I walk in the store
I gotta think smarter I’m in BR, I know I’m getting old
Nigga hating on me all together I just let em hate
Don’t return no call because I feel like most of that shit fake
Try sum in this bitch we gon punish him that’s out the gate
You know we going dumb, lil bitch I’m going ape
Copped ah new FN police took my brown and black bitch
Moving in slow motion I got full of that cali bitch
60mph 4 second that skate pack shit
Tryna stay out the streets cause when its beef we double back bitch
Don’t ask me where I’m at ion trust that might try to set me up
Record all my song in 15 minutes, ain’t no letting up
Pull up with that gang we to the roof, nigga you know what up
Nigga speak on me don’t even know me that’s that hoe shit
Look out for my all niggas they gon eat that’s that 4 shit
Jacket all in da heat I keep that burning in my coat bitch
Don’t ask me for no info I’m gon act like I don’t know shit
Niggas change on me but I ain’t mad they know I seen it coming
Micro mini yappa in my possession this bitch hold ah 100
I can’t even trip stay in my no I don’t do no fronting
Bitch don’t call my number if you ain’t hit me up bout no money
Nigga hating on me all together I just let em hate
Don’t return no call because I feel like most of that shit fake
Try sum in this bitch we gon punish him that’s out the gate
You know we going dumb, lil bitch I’m going ape
Copped ah new FN police took my brown and black bitch
Moving in slow motion I got full of that cali bitch
60mph 4 second that skate pack shit
Tryna stay out the streets cause when its beef we double back bitch