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KaiBenji - Osama Lyrics



KaiBenji - Osama Lyrics




Shit
Came up from nothing shit go ask my momma
Had sticks in the house I ain't talkin' osama
I was a pup runnin' shit like obama
These n***as like bitches they always in drama
Stay in the cut and go f*ck up some commas
I been through some shit I got through all the trauma
I got through all the trauma, Uh
Yea, want a G-Wagon I don't want a Honda
She a 'lil freak and she want me behind her
Roll up a sweet I don't f*ck with no java
My shit is heat think I dropped it in lava
Switch up the drip I like louie and prada
Stick to the script stack my money I gotta
Stack my money I gotta, Uh
Think I'm a addict I love marijuana
Pass me the rock 'ima ball like juwanna
Cold as a bitch but i'm hot like a sauna
He talk outta line he gon' turn to goner
Stayed out the streets that shit wasn't for me
Kept my head in the books and my words on the beat
Gotta get money my folks gotta eat
And the music is really what makes it complete
Only sixteen but they just can't compete
I am too different i'm just too unique
I will not beef over internet tweets
That boy think he a gangsta he is not a beast
I'm just too cautious I'm fast on my feet
And I'm stackin' my bread I ain't talkin' 'bout wheat
I really made like a thousand this week
I clean up real nice all my drip super neat
Love countin' up so they call me a geek
But 'ya bitch super sweet she do tricks like a freak
Family eatin' like thanksgiving feast
And they hungry you n****as cannot get a piece
Tell 'em capeesh see my money increase on my grind I won't stop 'til I'm dead and deceased
Pockets been feastin' on chicken no grease AF'1s out the box and they don't got a crease
Wanna take trips and buy whips with no lease
Wanna catch flights me and momma in Greece
Alfredo with lobster we eatin' in suites
I'm on different heights that you n****as can't reach
Don't call my phone all you'll hear is a beep
Ballin' forth quarter I'm shootin' from deep
They f*ck with KB so I get it for cheap
Plotting moves every night I don't even get sleep
Uh
I just fell off this the comeback
These n****as mad and they really don't want that
I really came from the dirt I'm a rugrat
More than a rapper this shit is above rap
I'm grindin' my n****a I need me a Rafe
My momma deserve it she need a new place
Seeing them tears falling down on her face
But it made me a beast me and you can't relate
She don't wanna stay so we in a new state
I can't do it now momma it's on the way
I know you stayed patient you still gotta wait
'Cause we not gon' be straight momma we gon' be great
No ramen noodles we feastin' on steak
We making it out I can't make no mistakes
If it ain't about business we cannot debate
I know I ain't drop hope this shit worth the wait
SHIT, SHIT, FUCK FUCK, BITCH
YEA YEA
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Shit
Came up from nothing shit go ask my momma
Had sticks in the house I ain't talkin' osama
I was a pup runnin' shit like obama
These n***as like bitches they always in drama
Stay in the cut and go f*ck up some commas
I been through some shit I got through all the trauma
I got through all the trauma, Uh
Yea, want a G-Wagon I don't want a Honda
She a 'lil freak and she want me behind her
Roll up a sweet I don't f*ck with no java
My shit is heat think I dropped it in lava
Switch up the drip I like louie and prada
Stick to the script stack my money I gotta
Stack my money I gotta, Uh
Think I'm a addict I love marijuana
Pass me the rock 'ima ball like juwanna
Cold as a bitch but i'm hot like a sauna
He talk outta line he gon' turn to goner
Stayed out the streets that shit wasn't for me
Kept my head in the books and my words on the beat
Gotta get money my folks gotta eat
And the music is really what makes it complete
Only sixteen but they just can't compete
I am too different i'm just too unique
I will not beef over internet tweets
That boy think he a gangsta he is not a beast
I'm just too cautious I'm fast on my feet
And I'm stackin' my bread I ain't talkin' 'bout wheat
I really made like a thousand this week
I clean up real nice all my drip super neat
Love countin' up so they call me a geek
But 'ya bitch super sweet she do tricks like a freak
Family eatin' like thanksgiving feast
And they hungry you n****as cannot get a piece
Tell 'em capeesh see my money increase on my grind I won't stop 'til I'm dead and deceased
Pockets been feastin' on chicken no grease AF'1s out the box and they don't got a crease
Wanna take trips and buy whips with no lease
Wanna catch flights me and momma in Greece
Alfredo with lobster we eatin' in suites
I'm on different heights that you n****as can't reach
Don't call my phone all you'll hear is a beep
Ballin' forth quarter I'm shootin' from deep
They f*ck with KB so I get it for cheap
Plotting moves every night I don't even get sleep
Uh
I just fell off this the comeback
These n****as mad and they really don't want that
I really came from the dirt I'm a rugrat
More than a rapper this shit is above rap
I'm grindin' my n****a I need me a Rafe
My momma deserve it she need a new place
Seeing them tears falling down on her face
But it made me a beast me and you can't relate
She don't wanna stay so we in a new state
I can't do it now momma it's on the way
I know you stayed patient you still gotta wait
'Cause we not gon' be straight momma we gon' be great
No ramen noodles we feastin' on steak
We making it out I can't make no mistakes
If it ain't about business we cannot debate
I know I ain't drop hope this shit worth the wait
SHIT, SHIT, FUCK FUCK, BITCH
YEA YEA
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Writer: KaiBenji, Milikha Cheatham
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Performed By: KaiBenji
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: KaiBenji, Milikha Cheatham

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