Exile - Ope lyrics

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Exile - Ope lyrics

[Blu] Ah Uh Uh Oh I be the G-O(D) Always on the GO Plotting on the DL Like i ain't got no deal Shouts out to B.O.B, the lil homie from the ATL, its BL(U) Your boy from the bridge LA county to be specific, I be ? all over the South Pacific Bouncing out out of this trick, to this trick, to this chick, to this chick And this ain't the beginning of this pimps Sit, Lis'(ten) I spit wiz till get I knowledge itself but Sometimes my health gets punished for better wealth I be labbin' Pen and my pad k**ing myself to lay a rap to A sub-par beat to get some cash to pay rent Nice little pad i finally got I need to thank god, my life is on track Connecting dots for a minute Pen in my life disguising god in the details Hidden in riddles, spitting precise Check the melody Heavenly voice what they be telling me, its raw Capital Godlee spelling beats Barnes Call me collect checks to the don Loren Johnson Sincerely yours signing off