OTW

Ducking from twelve
 My bro he been fleeing the Jakes
 Zirconia stones, I'ma star with a ring
 And they dance on the wrist, you'll see wrist bling
 She want the Celine with the Dior
 (Ahh, Yeah)
 Baby believe I can't be yours
 I'ma go bounce real quick
 (Yeah, Yeah)
 Ducking from twelve
 My bro he been fleeing the Jakes
 I need my brodie to go beat the case
 I hop in the hooptie, I'm setting the pace
 G's in the grave got me saying my grace
 Our Father I pray they don't get me today
 I don't do no drugs to the face
 I face all my pain, pray he making a way
 (Yeah)
 Me and bro too real
 I ain't never been no counterfeit
 I won't ever sell my soul, I'ma grind legit
 I won't ever overdose, got a life to live
 She want the Celine with the Dior
 She want the louder drip
 Baby believe I can't be yours
 I'ma go bounce real quick
 (Yeah)
 I'm on to better things
 I treat the booth like my medicine
 Studio bando, I'm bringing my baby in
 Need some more fans, then we'll shut down a stadium
 I'ma need them to go take me in
 I don't like me no fakes on my radius
 In this game don't treat me on no baby ting
 Beat up the beat
 David Haye, I'ma weigh it in
 No cap
 JY that's my dawg, no cap
 God I need a clean heart, no cap
 I might hit the restart, no cap
 I been praying in the dark
 I been putting in the graft
 I put work in with my dawg, know that
 Told bro think first, don't act
 He hit the strip in all black
 I pray my bro make it back
 (Yeah, Yeah)
 Ducking from twelve
 My bro he been fleeing the Jakes
 I need my brodie to go beat the case
 I hop in the hooptie, I'm setting the pace
 G's in the grave got me saying my grace
 Our Father I pray they don't get me today
 I don't do no drugs to the face
 I face all my pain, pray he making a way
 (Yeah)
 Me and bro too real
 I ain't never been no counterfeit
 I won't ever sell my soul, I'ma grind legit
 I won't ever overdose, got a life to live
 She want the Celine with the Dior
 She want the louder drip
 Baby believe I can't be yours
 I'ma go bounce real quick
 (Haa)
 Came out the gutter
 Spread Word like it's butter
 We say it don't stutter
 We hearing them mutter
 Word is a cutter and trust me it matters
 You're covered like batter
 Ain't into the cappers
 Came in with a force, worship God of course
 I see what's in store, I knock at the door
 Blessings they pour, remember I was poor
 Praising ain't a chore, I pray on the floor
 Blueberry shirt, I rock the white for the T
 Bro doing bits, he sharing hope on the scene
 Zirconia stones, I'ma star with a ring
 And they dance on the wrist, you'll see wrist bling
 Coupe car, push start
 Drive, feel the breeze
 Dawg you already know our God take the lead
 My dawg had them chains
 Thank God he was freed
 Blessings falling everyday, he ain't sneezed
 (Yeah, Yeah)
 Ducking from twelve
 My bro he been fleeing the Jakes
 I need my brodie to go beat the case
 I hop in the hooptie, I'm setting the pace
 G's in the grave got me saying my grace
 Our Father I pray they don't get me today
 I don't do no drugs to the face
 I face all my pain, pray he making a way
 (Yeah)
 Me and bro too real
 I ain't never been no counterfeit
 I won't ever sell my soul, I'ma grind legit
 I won't ever overdose, got a life to live
 She want the Celine with the Dior
 She want the louder drip
 Baby believe I can't be yours
 I'ma go bounce real quick
 Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
 Bounce real quick
 (Ahh) ducking from twelve
 (Ahh) fleeing the Jakes
 (Ahh, Ahh, Yeah)
 (Ahh, Ahh, Yeah)