OG Kush lyrics

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Yukmouth


[Intro: Nipsey Hussle]
Late nights and long flights
Gold chains and champagne, n*gga
Cuban links, Rolexes
Coupes, hard-tops
Yeah, look

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Now I'm smokin’ on some overseas Amsterdam sh*t
Kush weed, politickin' tryna make my plan stick
Push me, I'm too close to the edge, I’m smashed
I ain't that n*gga thinkin' he gettin' a couple dollars a switch
I ain't your role model, I ain't on no positive sh*t
Emotional, by any means a n*gga got to get rich
Ski mask schemes, my team's only logic is this
There's only one way up to go and that’s up outta this sh*t
Could you believe or did you see that I was the sh*t?
n*ggas slept, I woke ’em up like an alarm after 6
Look, I'm a hustler, you could tell just by the cars that I dip
Extra features, fully-loaded, like the broads that I flip
There’s not a bar that I'm gon' spit that's not a part of my script
And why witness ass n*ggas get arrested and snitch?
To the n*ggas lookin’ at me like a lick you could hit
We take rap to last n*gga but he rested in p*ss

[Chorus: Kokane]
I'm seasoned, I just do what comes so naturally (Hustle, n*gga)
I can't help myself 'cause I'm a G
You ain't never, ever seen no b*tch in me (Nah)
While you talk a good game, I be in the streets gettin' this cash
[Verse 2: Blanco]
Yeah
Some of them say I'm super fly, some of them say I'm super dope
Some of them say I moved a lot, some of them say I'm pushin' coke
I'm a bad motherf*cker
You claim to be a gangsta but you act like a sucka (Sucka)
No one really f*ckin' with me
The type of hustler to get busted and still tuck a milli for a rainy day
Maybe just bail money
I love the Bay but the Bay actin' hella funny
I'm gettin' money now, you act funny style
I'm in the coupe doin' 'bout a hundred miles per hour
Drunk, full of powder
b*tch behind the wheel and a blunt full of sour
Long roadtrips and short-term relationships
Twenty five to life is the type of sh*t I'm faced with
And I ain't never scared, I'm just about everywhere
And I got platinum chains that I hardly ever wear

[Bridge: Kokane]
I'm seasoned, small things to a giant
I'm seasoned, f*ck rentin', I'm buyin' that b*tch
I'm seasoned, you can keep the change
I'm seasoned, catch me dippin' on the planes in the fast lane

[Chorus: Kokane]
I'm seasoned, I just do what comes so naturally (Hustle, n*gga)
I can't help myself 'cause I'm a G
You ain't never, ever seen no b*tch in me (Nah)
While you talk a good game, I be in the streets gettin' this cash
[Verse 3: B-Legit]
I got a H-I-V flow, pocket full of hepatitis C-notes
Some bright light, big night Bino
Talkin' to police'll get your G-pass revoked
If Gs don't talk to police, that's the G-Code
I'm fully-automatic like Jordan from the free throw
Quick on my feet like D. Rose
I done broke the only damn key to the keyhole
It's M-O-B, but I love it when she deepthroat
Yeah, starin' at the sky as the sun fall
And all my life I ball, I guess I'm gamed up, y'all
If I had to do it over again
Got your boy reminincisin', feelin' chills all over my skin
In order to win, you gotta push a line
Yeah, I f*ck around but only with my own kind
And I'm seasoned like chicken in a paperbag
And you could always find a n*gga where that money at

[Chorus: Kokane]
I'm seasoned, I just do what comes so naturally (Hustle, n*gga)
I can't help myself 'cause I'm a G
You ain't never, ever seen no b*tch in me (Nah)
While you talk a good game, I be in the streets gettin' this cash

[Outro]
I'm seasoned
I'm seasoned
I'm seasoned
I'm seasoned
I'm seasoned
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