Ocd

Living my life like this Living my life like this Why you act up you ain't rap like this Had to go flex my wrist Why you talk shit you ain't got no hits Momma ain't raise no bitch Blow a whole clip and you still gone miss Homie ya still gon miss Yeah Homie you fuck with a pro like me Fuck what you heard you ain't smoke like me Pull up to the crib with a bag on me Likely she don't know there's a price on me Roll around the city with the tank on E Work all day cuz this shit ain't free Yeah I'm so clean Like OCD Get money let it bang Got my bank on freeze Only with her for the night Shorty I don't wanna waste time I be on top cus this shit my life I be outside when the sun don't shine Money sound good But the price not right Rap all day Know that shit my vice Bitch don't talk I don't need advice That my chick She be my type Count it up Oh my god She think I'm dumb All I ask if for your love On the dark side of the moon Won't you come here and light it up I stay flexing when I want I live life just how I want Why you talking like you know me Told you once I give no fuck Living my life like this Why act up you ain't rap like this Had to go flex my wrist Why you talk shit You ain't got no hits Momma ain't raise no bitch Blow a whole clip and you still gone miss Homie ya still gon miss Yeah Homie you fuck with a pro like me Fuck what you heard you ain't smoke like me Pull up to the crib with a bag on me Likely she don't know there's a price on me Roll around the city with the tank on E Working all day cuz this shit ain't free Yeah I'm so clean Like OCD Get money let it bang Got my bank on freeze Fucking with my energy I don't talk shit Tell em boss up I don't got friends Lil bitch That my family I be on top of them tall trees Come down when you want me Stay cool hit the party Shorty Came thru With a 40 All the liquor gone by the morning Had to re-up Looking at the view while I roll on a blunt Had to hit the road 10 shows in a month How you so clean when you came out the mud Shot Straight to the top Like I shot out the gun Tell her don't ask Cuz I know what she want Put it in drive You can sit in the front Ask why I do it Do it all for the love Shorty came thru cuz she can't get enough Living my life like this Why act up you ain't rap like this Had to go flex my wrist Why you talk shit You ain't got no hits Momma ain't raise no bitch Blow a whole clip and you still gone miss Homie ya still gon miss Yeah OCD yeah your bitch she got her money right OCD yeah my bitch she got her money right