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Intro Video (MV)




Performed By: OG Chess
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: John B Williams




OG Chess - Intro Lyrics
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You can't sit at my table with no bad manners
Real ties niggas died over bandanas
I know dudes who got hype off of propaganda
I'm from the dirty south a little ways from Alabama
I'm really happy that my mom is finna be a grandma
Wrapping up Christmas gifts saying they from Santa
Just a couple notes I jot in my daily planner
Back then when Moxiii helped me shoot Houston Atlanta
Got niggas raging to my songs like its heavy metal
I elevate and I can meet you on all levels
They say never give up man that shits mental
I've been sensitive with it I been so careful
Bet my past life is lying in a sacred temple
I smoke rapper weed that shit can make your body tremble
And when I kiss her face I'm aiming for like every freckle
Back when all I bought from the mall was a cheesy pretzel
I could've went to Drexel but I had a music dream
All I needed was some talent and a solid team
I would go to shawty crib to get some self esteem
But she would always try to take me out my new Supreme
Like I need that back girl I paid a pretty Penny
Remember I would last a week off a cool twenty
Back when we wasn't doing this for fame or money
Just the passion of it all that's what got us here
I want to reach out or should I wait another year
And I ain't scared I hope you know that I don't live in fear
Tell the true story na I bet they wouldn't dare
And this lack of communication can make it weird
This is way before J Harden had grew the beard
They just wanted all my porridge like I'm papa bear
If they told me rap something then I go beast mode
They know when you play chess there ain't no cheat codes
Even when these niggas foul there ain't no free throw
We would walk two blocks to catch the metro
Back when she would sneak me in and I would tip toe
But I guess every tip turned you to a cheap hoe
Back when I would get ripped off doing free shows
But I would always get a text and never get the message
With no reply man a bitch can be so aggressive
They just want to take thirty of my percentage
Guess walking away from it was really a blessing
I knew signing that wouldn't have led to progression
I just knew being a leader became an obsession
But losing who I was put me in a place of depression
But f*ck stressing dog I know that shit kills
I just know dude with time man that shit heals
Read a book the other day I read Garfield
I still wanted more but that's how we all feel
Right now I'm on a bus ride headed back to Sisco
I had bought a little sandwich from the corner bistro
Niggas used to party too much when they started disco
Now my Beamer all blue like I signed to hypno
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You can't sit at my table with no bad manners
Real ties niggas died over bandanas
I know dudes who got hype off of propaganda
I'm from the dirty south a little ways from Alabama
I'm really happy that my mom is finna be a grandma
Wrapping up Christmas gifts saying they from Santa
Just a couple notes I jot in my daily planner
Back then when Moxiii helped me shoot Houston Atlanta
Got niggas raging to my songs like its heavy metal
I elevate and I can meet you on all levels
They say never give up man that shits mental
I've been sensitive with it I been so careful
Bet my past life is lying in a sacred temple
I smoke rapper weed that shit can make your body tremble
And when I kiss her face I'm aiming for like every freckle
Back when all I bought from the mall was a cheesy pretzel
I could've went to Drexel but I had a music dream
All I needed was some talent and a solid team
I would go to shawty crib to get some self esteem
But she would always try to take me out my new Supreme
Like I need that back girl I paid a pretty Penny
Remember I would last a week off a cool twenty
Back when we wasn't doing this for fame or money
Just the passion of it all that's what got us here
I want to reach out or should I wait another year
And I ain't scared I hope you know that I don't live in fear
Tell the true story na I bet they wouldn't dare
And this lack of communication can make it weird
This is way before J Harden had grew the beard
They just wanted all my porridge like I'm papa bear
If they told me rap something then I go beast mode
They know when you play chess there ain't no cheat codes
Even when these niggas foul there ain't no free throw
We would walk two blocks to catch the metro
Back when she would sneak me in and I would tip toe
But I guess every tip turned you to a cheap hoe
Back when I would get ripped off doing free shows
But I would always get a text and never get the message
With no reply man a bitch can be so aggressive
They just want to take thirty of my percentage
Guess walking away from it was really a blessing
I knew signing that wouldn't have led to progression
I just knew being a leader became an obsession
But losing who I was put me in a place of depression
But f*ck stressing dog I know that shit kills
I just know dude with time man that shit heals
Read a book the other day I read Garfield
I still wanted more but that's how we all feel
Right now I'm on a bus ride headed back to Sisco
I had bought a little sandwich from the corner bistro
Niggas used to party too much when they started disco
Now my Beamer all blue like I signed to hypno
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Writer: John B Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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