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lirik lagu reminiscing – king osf

(intro: king osf)
yeah
osf
this my life
lord

(verse: king osf)
it was like 9th grade year when they put me to run and i learned how to trap
weigh it all up and then put it in bags
get a little money, ain’t know how to act
the thing is i always been gifted in math
too young for a job so this is my path
touched a few hundreds and got me a strap
brought it to school, even had it in class

i was young and broke but that’s in the past
now i’m popping off cause i got the sack
competition hating, i got them mad
hundred dollar days, that wasn’t bad

13 sitting right on the ave
loud weed, i was serving that pack
nickels, dimes, dubs that’s what we had
just serving the homies call it my jack

that’s when the block was jumping
we always up to something
we gotta check any n*gga unknown, don’t come if you not 100

just look what the block becoming
sh*t getting hot this summer
run n*gga the cops is coming
duck n*gga them shots is bussin’

i remember we was sitting like ducks about to get smoked in the back of that building
hit the grass, there was dirt on my face when i heard momma yelling up out of the window
i ain’t regret it when they tried to jump me so i pulled the grip out in front of them children
lord, tell me why it happen like that?
i ain’t mad i just wish it was different

still grateful, i’m just happy i’m living
couple situations they could’ve k!lled me
we ain’t had much, we had to go get it
took a few losses before i was winning

try to be shooting before i could dribble
learn how to double before i could triple
praying to god before i was sinning
was talking too much before i was listening

learned fast, had to get on my sh*t
wasn’t easy but still i don’t trip
getting money but the track get me hit
momma waking had to jump in the whip

lowkey had to wrap it with tint
day and night, rode alone with this grip
no destination just to sit back and think
no phones when i told we can link, n*gga

(hook: king osf)
lately i been on the road, just away from home thinking bout a n*ggas goals
thinking about all of my bros, long and gone, where them n*ggas go wrong?
some of my n*ggas are dead and some in jail, some m.i.a. cause they scared
n*ggas snitching, cut deals, but some ain’t going back so they on the wrong step
lately i been on the road, just away from home thinking bout a n*ggas goals
thinking about all of my bros, long and gone, where them n*ggas go wrong?
some of my n*ggas are dead and some in jail, some m.i.a. cause they scared
n*ggas snitching, cut deals, but some ain’t going back so they on the wrong step

(verse 2: lil santana)
i was a young dumb kid looking up to them older n*ggas in the south
it was some hard times i can’t lie to you, neck hurting from the couch
momma complain about the in and outs
landlord tried to kick us out
we was tryna keep the lights on in the house
that’s the gang with me so that’s what i shout

i do this for my mother, three kids, single mother
so we do this all for each other
it’s only right, keep a pipe, cause i like, (?) what they tryna take from us

never got sh*t from another man, understand, pops barely cared for us
i was on the curb like some air forces
bout to catch a body for my air jordan’s

late nights on the lex ave
getting money what i’m best at
just wishing i could take step back
cause i f*cked up but i bounced back

in and out of jail, i was down bad used to steal cars for a quick sack
now i’m driving in an all black, like i’m batman with my black mask

i was unknown and now i’m a pop star
f*cking (?) girls like a pop tart
find me in the foreign, f*ck around im touring, used to be cuffed in them cop cars

my momma told me i could be that young n*gga to make it and fix all the broken parts
when i was a kid i was f*cking with big dawgs, f*ck around and get bite marks

(hook: king osf)
lately i been on the road, just away from home thinking bout a n*ggas goal
thinking about all of my bros, long and gone, where them n*ggas go wrong?
some of my n*ggas are dead and some in jail, some m.i.a. cause they scared
n*ggas snitching, cut deals, but some ain’t going back so they on the wrong step

lately i been on the road, just away from home thinking bout a n*ggas goal
thinking about all of my bros, long and gone, where them n*ggas go wrong?
some of my n*ggas are dead and some in jail, some m.i.a. cause they scared
n*ggas snitching, cut deals, but some ain’t going back so they on the wrong step

- king osf

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