Went Legit (G-Mix)

[Intro]
Yeahhh
Real rap nigga
Double O
(Aw)
I'm OG
Hey hey hey hey hey
G-Mix
Aye G Herbo scoot over for a minute
Real rap

[Verse 1]
Beefin’ with my niggas
Ain’t no shots fired cause all us some real killas
None of you outside niggas betta not get in our business
I can’t wait to make an example out one of you niggas (Example out one of you niggas)
Bottom boy survivor pull up with killas on arrival
Won’t catch me talkin’ on no phone feds wanna catch me try to hide me
My city at it again everybody at war tryna kill their old friends
They treat you like a sucka whenever you make amends
Wanna kill me bout the b**** and then forgive her again
Writin’ this with tears in my eyes nigga I got blood in my pen
Why my niggas want me to lose when I'm due for a win (Y’all know I'm due for a win)
Bring it back like a DJ with them Glocks on repeat
We saw a couple niggas lived so we hopped out on feet
When my nigga lost his mama w*** I cried for a week
While we beefin’ bout some bulls*** we don’t even speak

[Verse 2]
That s*** hurt me dog I'm just keepin’ it real
A few niggas dead to me that I didn’t have to kill
Just wanna ask my brother why he ain’t happy for me
When I was lookin’ in the crowd didn’t see him clappin’ for me
It’s a jungle out here I'm just thinkin’ ahead
Don’t want no problem with nobody just wanna chase me some bread
I wanna chill at the crib watch a movie get some head
Damn I'm missin’ my niggas wish I could talk to the dead
Lost over half of my niggas to a grave or a cell
I be wantin’ to cry to God but be like f*** it what the hell
I put my back against the wall with the game on the line
Ask the people that I love I'm comin’ through everytime
I put tatts on my face I can’t work for nobody
That don’t mean that I'm a criminal ain’t tryna hurt me nobody
Still got niggas in the cut that don’t play bout me
Lay in your bushes for a week until you die bout me (Die bout me)

[Skit]
Double O
You know I can talk this s***
When it’s time to talk this s*** nigga
Who you know talk this s***
Like I talk this s*** nigga (aw)
Nah for real
South Memphis nigga
Walker Homes baby
Double O the gangsta way nigga
Aye scoot over one more time Herbo
I'm on the way back on this b****
(Yeah I'm OG)

[Verse 3]
My baby mama left me but her best friend stayed
Her best friend paid s*** her best friend gay
Nina my b**** with the extendo on her She thick as LisaRaye
Before you get into it with my niggas better go to church and pray
We get Lugga I mean get wicked with the s***
I might be outta shape like Luka but catch me ballin’ round this b****
Use to keep it on my waist now it’s in arm’s reach
I'm out in public it’s under my arm like a stick of Degree
I let that ratchet blow I like a ratchet h**
I show up to yo mama do’ like them inspection folks
Nigga I been wildin’ too long big 50 cal when it’s on
I'm in yo cut like infection when you pull up at home
I'm a south memphis baby that moved to Walker Homes
I put that 8 on my back and took it all across the globe
Them niggas counted me out like a boxing referee
Now I only got love for niggas who got love for me
Real rap

[Outro]
Them niggas counted me out
Them niggas can’t count good I see
I'm back nigga
Y’all know I'm known for killin’ nigga’s s***
What y’all want me to go back in nigga
(I will)
Cause I’ll go back in nigga
(Swear to God I will)
Yeah
Double O
G-Mix
(Aw)
Gangsta Way
(Yeah)
I'm OG