*Start at 0:19*
[Verse 1: OGM]
Frost flow so cold with the Ether, I throw it in the freezer
I killed vets in they prime, niggas know that I'm the reaper
Building bets all the time, I'm exposing whoever weaker
& I stay up all Eyes never closed, I'm not a sleeper
Listen.
I once had that pool-side bitch so star struck & falling in love
We fucked, talked, or I taught her? How bout, all of the above
I was her daddy, her handler. I mean, I gotta call it what was
But fuck all that attachment for all the wrong shit that it does
Barely in my 20s & these old-school niggas bitter as shit
I send shots to those who Front Lines, they can fit in a clip
Since my first body I been running outta competition to rip
& I been gettin' medals off paper before I considered to spit
..
RB ain't been the same like before
I still love it but I used to love it more
When I leave, it'll rain & it'll pour
Can't even write these days,
Each line sends pain to my core, cause...
[Hook: OGM]
Bitches keep reaching & dissin'
Ain't no need for police when they missin'
Gon' make me call my bros for assistance...
They gon' make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching & dissin'
Put me in a fucked up position
They gon' make me call my bros for assistance
Make me call my bros...bro?
[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Baby, I'm a savage, I ain't romantic
When I come around these rappers, niggas start to panic
And they pockets goin' under like the Titanic
Got some head last night and it was outstandin'
They was hatin' on me then and they hatin' now (Hatin' now)
She was playing with me then but she waitin' now
Used to sleep inside a den, I got acres now (Mansion)
I was fighting niggas then but I'm spraying now (Blasting)
I don't pay no mind to no sneak diss (Nope)
I won't spend a dime on a freak bitch (Broke)
Niggas takin' cheap shots on some cheap shit
They the type to stand in line for some free shit (Broke bitch)
Babygirl gon suck it 'till her jaws locked (Suck it)
She gon' make me put my bitch on call block (Fuckin' up)
We the ones poppin', we the ones shoppin'
We the one droppin' niggas, we the ones (We the ones)
They the ones duckin' when them heaters come
You that nigga snitchin' on your people, huh? (Shh)
21 Savage aka The Reaper, huh
Pussy niggas gettin' shot for all that reachin', huh
[Hook: Drake]
Niggas keep reaching and dissin'
Can't afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon' make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin'
Put me in a fucked up position
Make me call my bros for assistance
Make me call my bro...
[Verse 3: OG Maestro & Drake]
I don't need love, I'm the G.O.A.T,
Most niggas get older, then they choke
This the realist shit I ever wrote.
Forever dope; I'm just putting on a show
Ever since I came here, I had 'em lookin' from the go
Beat by a plagiarizer in the SS Semi's & they not counting it
Funny how I Bring bullshit To Light for others to see it's counterfeit
I done had my Day 1's, but THESE days even family bound to switch
'Real niggas' be pathetic. I checked their genetics...& found a bitch.
Some @ILLunatic thought I cut 'TIES' with the 'SITE',
Either he Dyslexic or he saw an illusion disguised into light
They crowned me long ago, but I'm a legend rising tonight
Married to the Game. Even 143 givin' me a prize for my fight
..
Shit ain't been the same like before
(Architexts 7-0)
They don't even wanna look up at the score--
FaceTime with my shawty on tour
And she texting purple hearts
Cause she know that we at war, yeah
[Hook: Drake]
Niggas keep reaching and dissin'
Can't afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon' make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin'
Put me in a fucked up position
Make me call my bros for assistance
Make me call my bro...
End at *3:53*