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letra de o.t.s.s (feat. chris lee , mattr & opti da prince) - wyatt o' connor

{hook + verse 1: mattr)
lost a lot of feelings i can’t maintain my focus
drown away the pain so i’m sipping on that potion
there’s a couple things that i really had to go through
know that i can’t get away my demons getting closer
i can’t blame a soul for the life that i chose
tryna find another way to live the life i’m supposed to
done waiting imma get it now
if you f-cking with us we don’t f-ck around
got a few with me that gon hold it down
they gon hold it down
i ain’t got time for the games
who did you think that you played
i never changed
i always keep it the same
now you tells lies on my name
you turned to fake
i found a way through the pain found a way through the hate
and i’m takin the blame for mistakes that i’ve made
if they give the okay
we just might let it rain
we just might let it rain

(hook:mattr)

lost a lot of feelings i can’t maintain my focus
drown away the pain so i’m sipping on that potion
there’s a couple things that i really had to go through
know that i can’t get away my demons getting closer

(verse 2: chris lee)

ride around and it’s dirty
get to work i’m up early
what it takes to be perfect
all i know is i’m worthy i ain’t
gon change up i stick to my purpose
i’m peelin caps and i’m scratching the surface
you p-ssies are nervous i know that you heard it
i noticed you heard it
talking that lame sh-t in your verses
we just making moves interviews on purpose
think anybody birthed us
think twice we on work plus you get worked up
feelin hot we on turn up
all it takes to be worth some
take it all and disperse none
cause i been dedicated i’m talking
bout elevated man f-ck all that celebrating
offer your estimations cause i’m bout to
make bank on paid rate
on a toll road finna stay straight
tryna hit my phone but you days late
lucky i don’t got aj cause i’m goin off

(hook:mattr)

beat transition

(verse 3: wyatt o’ connor)

the west and the north we locked in
you left me and opti no option
you basing your sk!ll off of nonsense
i’m from the street i pay homage
you just a b-tch you ain’t god sent
stop it i switch up the topic
free all my devils and free all the dogs
sound the alarm this is the part
where pistols start poppin off
this is the stick up and if you ain’t with us that makes you
the victim rest up to jody
rest up to a trigga
remember the homies who no longer with us
tippin the scale and we moving the balance
off with yo head and that’s word to alice
shout out to mavericks w-ssup to oak cliff
got shooters in dallas product of
hate mexican stand off we have you
surrounded aim at your crib and you
40 yard dashin duckin and dodging like trick
plays in madden all of this p-ssy don’t keep me distracted
burying homies alive
f-ck it it happens
rollin the dice they playin with life
they’re changing their ways then can not manage

(verse 4: opti da prince)

i swear i can’t manage all of this money it feel like a challenge
we hit your block and we turn it to havoc
run up the choppa i ain’t ever need practice
f-ck all the n-ggas that’s still with the cappin
just started rappin but really like trappin
pack up the spot and we makin it
vanish
yeah we make it vanish
ballin like i’m magic
they don’t understand me
i’m my own d-mn breed
that’s why she wanna pounce me
why she wanna down me
i’m fresher than downy
more money keep countin
back shots her -ss bouncin
all white like a doctor she do
what i taught her
crash the whip like walker
i’m these n-ggas father
her mouth is my foster
if you ain’t talking money then my n-gga
don’t bother cause i gotta win again
b-tch i’m tryna spend again
b-tch i’m tryna spend them bands
demons not gon let em in
from the block can’t go back there

- wyatt o connor

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