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OMB Peezy - Everythang Lyrics



OMB Peezy - Everythang Lyrics




(Drum Dummie) ayy

Ayy, this that overkill shit
It ain't gon' never change
Never did no snitch shit
But in these streets, i did everything
Can't name a time I felt some type of way
Ain't let that metal bang
I put my trust in my gun
'cause it won't tell a thing
You, you gon' change on a nigga fast
My eyes open, them people on a nigga ass
I got them riches now, but
I came from them rags, dog
Used to be over me
But I done flew past y'all

I'm like f*ck it, them niggas ain't real
They really dick ridеrs
Shoppin' out the big chopper
Cuban do my wrist problem
Lil' Peezy makе that stick hop, pull up
I'ma pit stop you
You ain't got no money, you ain't
Nothin', get on your shit, partner
I was starvin', it was time to blow
That money what I'm rhymin' for
If you wanna leave me
Then it can't be that hard to find a throat
We outside the house, the feds raidin'
Tryna find the dope
I used to f*ck on every bitch I want
Ain't got the time no more
And you won't see tomorrow if I
Got money on your head
I hopped out of that 'Burban, let off thirty
Then I fled that nigga must not like his
Life, he bring that shit, this where he dead
Got choppers layin' 'round my
House, don't try shit
They know how I play it (Bitch, it's Peezy)

I'm like flier than a bird, get you killed
Just say the word
I ain't like them other niggas, bitch
I don't know what you heard
In the club, I got a pistol
Move wrong, you gon' get served, bitch
I don't know why he tried it
He got killed on a Good Thursday
I'm swervin', higher than a bitch
But I need to chill out
I said it, then I said it
I don't give two f*cks how you feel about it
This ain't that shit you smokin'
Swear to God this that real exotic
You wouldn't like the old me, I was retarded
Out here pill poppin'
And this the realest nigga you
Heard in your headphones
I cut 'em off 'cause they
Did a nigga dead wrong
Cut 'em off, changed my number
I can get petty too
I'm the reason your ass hatin'
'cause I'm ahead of you, peezy

Overkill shit, it ain't gon' never change
Never did no snitch shit
But in these streets, i did everything
Can't name a time I felt some type of way
Ain't let that metal bang
I put my trust in my gun
'cause it won't tell a thing
You, you gon' change on a nigga fast
My eyes open, them people on a nigga ass
I got them riches now, but
I came from them rags, dog
Used to be over me
But I done flew past y'all
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(Drum Dummie) ayy

Ayy, this that overkill shit
It ain't gon' never change
Never did no snitch shit
But in these streets, i did everything
Can't name a time I felt some type of way
Ain't let that metal bang
I put my trust in my gun
'cause it won't tell a thing
You, you gon' change on a nigga fast
My eyes open, them people on a nigga ass
I got them riches now, but
I came from them rags, dog
Used to be over me
But I done flew past y'all

I'm like f*ck it, them niggas ain't real
They really dick ridеrs
Shoppin' out the big chopper
Cuban do my wrist problem
Lil' Peezy makе that stick hop, pull up
I'ma pit stop you
You ain't got no money, you ain't
Nothin', get on your shit, partner
I was starvin', it was time to blow
That money what I'm rhymin' for
If you wanna leave me
Then it can't be that hard to find a throat
We outside the house, the feds raidin'
Tryna find the dope
I used to f*ck on every bitch I want
Ain't got the time no more
And you won't see tomorrow if I
Got money on your head
I hopped out of that 'Burban, let off thirty
Then I fled that nigga must not like his
Life, he bring that shit, this where he dead
Got choppers layin' 'round my
House, don't try shit
They know how I play it (Bitch, it's Peezy)

I'm like flier than a bird, get you killed
Just say the word
I ain't like them other niggas, bitch
I don't know what you heard
In the club, I got a pistol
Move wrong, you gon' get served, bitch
I don't know why he tried it
He got killed on a Good Thursday
I'm swervin', higher than a bitch
But I need to chill out
I said it, then I said it
I don't give two f*cks how you feel about it
This ain't that shit you smokin'
Swear to God this that real exotic
You wouldn't like the old me, I was retarded
Out here pill poppin'
And this the realest nigga you
Heard in your headphones
I cut 'em off 'cause they
Did a nigga dead wrong
Cut 'em off, changed my number
I can get petty too
I'm the reason your ass hatin'
'cause I'm ahead of you, peezy

Overkill shit, it ain't gon' never change
Never did no snitch shit
But in these streets, i did everything
Can't name a time I felt some type of way
Ain't let that metal bang
I put my trust in my gun
'cause it won't tell a thing
You, you gon' change on a nigga fast
My eyes open, them people on a nigga ass
I got them riches now, but
I came from them rags, dog
Used to be over me
But I done flew past y'all
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Writer: LeParis Dade, Tevin Revell
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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