Flow - Og Bobby Johnson lyrics

Word on the streets im a suspect, i be hanging with the k**ers in the projects, potato on the barrel keep quiet, catch a n***a slipping from behind (BAH), og bobby johnson, mane f** it i be mobbing, f** it i be mobbing.....from the east but f** with n***as out the projects i be hanging with the k**ers in the projects i be sipping on that purple and that high-teck this for my n***as locked down getting processed, and i wish frank white could hear that f**ing time back i just bought a new AK with a bang on it at a high point but that b**h jammed on me heard a b**h n***a try to take a stand on me but this little sardine made it out the can on me (BOW) on the streets where ya motherf**ing brains at bands street the motherf**ing flames at and this white b**h keep asking where that cane at yeah i pop trains but i dont smoke train wreck ya ya ya b**h im still on a pain pill f** around get your right hand man k** went to jail my career was on a standstill but i bouced back like pookie on a treadmill (WOO) and i keep it on my waist i dont need to run i got on skinny jogging pants you can see the gun and i'll catch a n***a slipping outside soldier slim sh** i'll catch a n***a slipping by his mom man its rip if my guys on the job the flames back we had to put our pride to the side a b**h a** n***a tried to stab me up and down so i stab him now he got a little guide in his eye but its still f**ed up how he got a n***a they tried to lock me up they talking bout i shot a n***a i came home got some features now my pockets bigger im getting money why you feel i gotta rob a n***a Bumping rich homie and thugga please get the f** out my face that withdrawals mixtape coming so you motherf**ers just wait