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ofb – true stories lyrics

[intro]
(sk the plug)

[verse 1: double lz]
first things first, you don’t live this life
i remember times, christmas night, prison life
you ever sat down and read a letter 50 times
got your mumzy stressing telling you it isn’t right
the first time i slapped it i was with my brothers
we was creeping on them n++++s like undercovers
f+ck it, f+ck it, buss it, buss it, tryna leave him blooded
touch a b+tton, babygirl come and suck it, suck it
i was only one six i wasn’t like no others
overseas dxb runnin’ through them hundreds
spin back on the opp block seeing loads of runners
double tap the dot+dot, loading under
they got to roll the numbers, if not their rollies covered
when it’s time to slide, look at me you see courage
these feds keep saying i’m not my older brothers
these feds keep saying i’m not my older brothers

[verse 2: mowgs]
go against the grave they treat you like you strange
but when you getting mon’ n+++as love to say you changed
i grew up a couple brothers, helped a couple more
real antisocial i don’t even wanna talk
my n+++a roads really they got the swords in the dingers
told em go and get this money they just got some extra fingers
talking about some rap, yeah i’m talking bout some n+++as
nah they ain’t playing, they’re tryna put someone in rizzlas, yo
before i knew what a day+date was
i was in the t watching day and dave get buzzed
cause real talk i can’t say too much
cah these n++++s move b+tches always make news up, yo
tell them n+++as better watch how they talk
me and s just done a mazza
wearing hearts and the scores
they love me in the hood cause i’m really from the walk
gave my ooter 20 quiter bae turn into a core
[verse 3: bandokay]
and if he don’t turn you corpse i bet he turn that n+++a cabbage
cali packs i got a package
little n+++a causing damage
call him d we call him savage
in my bag i close the package
am i slapping not just rapping
one hunna and no cappin
shoutout baby spent our summer in home t
hold on tg lit nights know me
boasy t house cozy
mice won’t approach me
bahala squeezing while i chop down a whole z
020 i’m with double lz and mowgli
diss who, i make it beat like frosty
cr+p beef for me
shotguns, og
waps for your og
hold t appropraitley
told shorty for me back it in the right time
bro done it broadday f+ck night time
bruck back, high five
broski, jive jive
get back safe, f+ck the opps, they can die die

- ofb lyrics

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