Otg - The Ville (Beat by JoeMayBeats) Lyrics

This a village in the leaves, ya know, this a village
Hidden in the leaves, just a dollar and a dream
But you cannot see me, ain't no cappin' off our steez
This a village, hidden in the leaves, just a dollar and a dream
Feel our pressure in the breeze, and our presence in the trees

Drippin' and finessin' off the Smith and Wesson
I don't give a f*ck about your motherf*ckin' bredren
We can go outside and, we can go to heaven
We can go sightsee on cloud 11, see me so high and can't help but notice
Me on the grind and me so focused, me no notice
Me so flawless, PAUSE, like a bitch in her 40's
I'm writin' a little story, this is how it goes
We don't talk down on you little hoes
We don't pay mind to anyone below, stay 10 toes
Cause I don't fold, keep the beat flowing and my flow so cold
I say you shouldn't go down this road
This'll just end up another story told
About how another one ends up being too bold

This a village, hidden in the leaves, just a dollar and a dream
But you cannot see me, ain't no cappin' off our steez
This a village, hidden in the leaves, just a dollar and a dream
Feel our pressure in the breeze, and our presence in the trees

Bitches tryna hold me down, mothaf*ckin' gravity
Keeps me 10 toes so nothing can imbalance me
Bitch I got the recipe, you try me, you gon' rest in peace
Shoutout to my U N C who taught me how to make a beat
I'm the real deal, nigga when this hit you
You gon' get a Holyfield, them niggas
That they playin' ain't sayin' shit forreal
But my niggas in the stu, they gon' spit shit at you
And you, and you, you too
Who the f*ck said you could hop up in the booth
It be the same ass niggas who be buzzing' in my coupe
That's all I gotta say, f*ck you niggas, deuce

This a village, hidden in the leaves, just a dollar and a dream
But you cannot see me, ain't no cappin' off our steez
This a village, hidden in the leaves, just a dollar and a dream
Feel our pressure in the breeze, and our presence in the trees

This a village, hidden the leaves, stanley no steam
Coffee no cream, I'm Kojo on the come up
Just tryna get my bucks up, lame bitches tryna f*ck with me
But nah, I don't want em', my flow is like the ocean
The key is in the potion, my word'll leave you woken
Yeah bitch I'm the one, but hell nah I wasn't chosen
No I'm not the POTUS, power in my punches
Rock Lee's hidden lotus, magic with the bars
You could call it hocus pocus, when I'm on the mic
Yeah you better take notice, shower me with compliments
Cause you know I like it, ya girl I won't wife it
Yeah I will pipe it, only one night it, then hit the flight quick
Jet like a pilot, yeah I'm a psychic, see no evil, need no violence, BOW, bitch