Jaron Smalls - OT Lyrics

You know I’m the sugar honey
Ice be lookin’ so splendid, killin’ any track I Mike B, Jordan with the Pippens
Listen, eatin’ off of rap beef
Flow is so malicious
I’m Giannis when I come through, hesi with the spin move
Reminiscing ‘bout the days we never tryna see again
Only up from here I’m gettin’ bottoms for my niece and them
Juge and finessin’, you know niggas stay flexin’ ‘bout the shawty they been textin’, who’s been chillin’ in your section
You can only play the game for so long uh, you can-you can only play the game for so long uh
Tell me what about just gettin’ right is really wrong uh
Tell me what about just gettin’ right is really wrong uh
(But really there’s just)
Too many dimes, aye
Can’t let the money change me
Now she pressed to come and Cuban link, but yellow diamonds make ya pissy don’t it
Can’t nobody top it if I’m on it
Got her hittin’ me up in the morning
Conversations make her feel important
Self awareness make you self absorb it
Stay dangerous why G? Cause nigga this shit brazy
I hustle and motivate, even if they never payed me
What you worried ‘bout the gold pack
Like there ain’t more on the dresser
I’ll just go and hit another jaunt so I ain’t even gotta stress her
Cause I’ve been running out of time
I’m a bust a move like rhymes
I’ve been standin’ been stranded for hours
Flashlight with the notepad, how he got so much power
I’ve been running out of time
I’m a go and get what’s mine
My mind is on mileage, account’s in the minus, but this the season for a comeback
Master P like your Highness
On, been on, blown strong from the get
Since a youngin’ l been buggin’ rockin’ clothes that never fitted
Wonder why I’m standin’ out but it’s so hard for me to fit in
Tryna live the sweet life with two hoes in the Tipton, uh
Runnin’ with no escape, said my registration was late off of workin’ for concord mills when my homie worked by the lake
We was schemin’ on Mrs. on missions on point with no mistakes
Please don’t ever try to gas me go ahead and pump the brakes, uh
Pack gone you know the smell
Nike checks they in the mail
Chick came through in billie jeans I made her sing like Patty Bell
I’m the type to go and get what you ain’t even seen for real
They linin’ up for the retros only to cop a feel of the stereotypic, f**** bomb no gimmicks
RonnyLoveJoy to the bull chuck the deuces,
If I D’usse so say myself one shot will have you feelin’ ruthless
Please don’t ask no question if you askin who the truth is
You can-you can only play the game for so long uh, you can-you can only play the game for so long uh
Tell me what about just gettin’ right is really wrong uh
Tell me what about just gettin’ right is really wrong uh
You can-you can only play the game for so long uh, you can-you can only play the game for so long uh
Tell me what about just gettin’ right is really wrong uh
Tell me what about just gettin’ right is really wrong uh

You know I’m the sugar honey
Ice be lookin’ so splendid, killin’ any track I Mike B, Jordan with the Pippens
Listen, eatin’ off of rap beef
Flow is so malicious
I’m Giannis when I come through, hesi with the spin move
Reminiscing ‘bout the days we never tryna see again
Only up from here I’m gettin’ bottoms for my niece and them
Juge and finessin’, you know niggas stay flexin’ ‘bout the shawty they been textin’, who’s been chillin’ in your section
You can only play the game for so long uh, you can-you can only play the game for so long uh
Tell me what about just gettin’ right is really wrong uh
Tell me what about just gettin’ right is really wrong uh
(But really there’s just)
Too many dimes, aye
Can’t let the money change me
Now she pressed to come and Cuban link, but yellow diamonds make ya pissy don’t it
Can’t nobody top it if I’m on it
Got her hittin’ me up in the morning
Conversations make her feel important
Self awareness make you self absorb it
Stay dangerous why G? Cause nigga this shit brazy
I hustle and motivate, even if they never payed me
What you worried ‘bout the gold pack
Like there ain’t more on the dresser
I’ll just go and hit another jaunt so I ain’t even gotta stress her
Cause I’ve been running out of time
I’m a bust a move like rhymes
I’ve been standin’ been stranded for hours
Flashlight with the notepad, how he got so much power
I’ve been running out of time
I’m a go and get what’s mine
My mind is on mileage, account’s in the minus, but this the season for a comeback
Master P like your Highness
On, been on, blown strong from the get
Since a youngin’ l been buggin’ rockin’ clothes that never fitted
Wonder why I’m standin’ out but it’s so hard for me to fit in
Tryna live the sweet life with two hoes in the Tipton, uh
Runnin’ with no escape, said my registration was late off of workin’ for concord mills when my homie worked by the lake
We was schemin’ on Mrs. on missions on point with no mistakes
Please don’t ever try to gas me go ahead and pump the brakes, uh
Pack gone you know the smell
Nike checks they in the mail
Chick came through in billie jeans I made her sing like Patty Bell
I’m the type to go and get what you ain’t even seen for real
They linin’ up for the retros only to cop a feel of the stereotypic, f**** bomb no gimmicks
RonnyLoveJoy to the bull chuck the deuces,
If I D’usse so say myself one shot will have you feelin’ ruthless
Please don’t ask no question if you askin who the truth is
You can-you can only play the game for so long uh, you can-you can only play the game for so long uh
Tell me what about just gettin’ right is really wrong uh
Tell me what about just gettin’ right is really wrong uh
You can-you can only play the game for so long uh, you can-you can only play the game for so long uh
Tell me what about just gettin’ right is really wrong uh
Tell me what about just gettin’ right is really wrong uh