Lyrics Ozzy - Levi Hinson

Perpendicular I park my whip
Wheel it up 62, I had to talk my shit
I got the game on lock with a combat grip
I was in van, hands itching, lemme spark that shit
Cause I don't run from the laws but don't get too involved
With the snakey motherfuckers, I just dip to the wall
Only thing behind my back is my past and the concrete
No more soft shit, ima let my heart speak
Used to pop the pillies for the thrill after a long week
Long month, long year, now I just do hard beats
Long run? Our year, especially when the art speak
Fly motherfucker steady watching with a long beak
I got more kills than the army
I'm about my crisp green bills, every sixteen chills
In the six speed killing my exhaust, it don't harm me
Pulling up, walk and toss the valet all the car keys
And I stay strapped with the raps like a toddler in a car seat
You got problems? Don't put that shit on me
Next record I got bitches fiending for guitar peaks
Never let the art peak, I be so consistent
Never went to fucking prison but I'm barred out
Might need sixteen listens just to get the shit I'm talking about
Sun shining, gotta pull the runs out
I do this for fun now
Been sicker with it than these bitches with the munchausen
After dusk hours I be on the clock
You say you got the keys but you never saw the lock
You say you got the cheese but you never saw the guap
You say you free baby you ain't even off the top
I got the rock, I'm feeling like ozzy dog
You nothing but a puppet, you ain't even fozzy dog
It's not the inspiration, you a fucking copy dog
They tried hard but they couldn't even knock me off
I'm too young and fucking handsome for slander
I could do a show for amputees and they still gon' have they hands up
Me? I'm a pisces
Said she was a cancer
Now she just a cancer
Not one for the banter
Not one for the questioning
If you gon' doubt me guarantee it bitch I got an answer
Tighter than a beltloop, all the shit I've been through
I murder instrumentals, attacking with a pencil
My life is circumvented by the stanza
Man it's all raps for cheese
The camera flash, snap, laugh and cheese
If you ain't about your shit I guarantee that you will not be dapping me
Your whole shit is a catastrophe, I'll snap your knees
I need some mp3s for my rider
If hackett ain't on graphics then I'm probably swiping by you
Bright red whip like elijah, my chariot of fire
The rap game savior, don't you call me a liar
I've been off on my lonely
Swerving all the potholes and shots from the strong heat
Keep my mind a stronghold from dumb hoes and nosies
My new shit is oldies
From playlists and stages for basements and brodies
I know g, you fold so froze in the winter time
Every time I drop shit, know I'm really getting mine
Feels like I'm the top six
Really I'm the top five, top four, top three
Fuck it, you can't top me
Perpendicular I park my whip
Wheel it up 62, I had to talk my shit
I got the game on lock with a combat grip
I was in van, hands itching, lemme spark that shit
Cause I don't run from the laws but don't get too involved
With the snakey motherfuckers, I just dip to the wall
Only thing behind my back is my past and the concrete
No more soft shit, ima let my heart bleed
Ima let the art speak