Текст песни Oh S**t - Jayy Grams

Watch as I paint this picture of a young nigga
Tryna get out the city
Pops died back when I was a kiddy
I'm tryna make em proud
I seize the quest it ease the stress
I'm bout to bake the loud
To be successful bound to make all my people smile
Keep it down cause these niggas watching while you movin
8 ball in the pocket I ain't talking bout a pool game
The news claim Trump tryna make the force tougher
Overly enforce justice
You getting ya boys snuffed up
So fuck up; I don't play with pigs at all
Remember always getting stopped up at cigs and cigars
Wise before the name weis was fucking changed from mars
Y'all shoot for the top but the aim is off
Real nigga hours
Bars up at late night
Real nigga hours
Sharper than a steak knife
Real nigga hours
Fuckin with the don then you will get devoured
Cause the goons work at night
These are real nigga hours
These are real nigga hours
But y'all niggas kept on sleeping on me
The speaker on me, beaker on me Henny creeping on me
The deacon know me as a family man
Posted in a video with jack Daniel's in hand
It's funny to me
It's like I live two different lives, a double agent
I'm Verbal Kint and I'm Keyser Söze my skills amazing
I feel the blazing cause I'm getting hotter
I'm Money Mitch if you mention guala
So voila, I'm tryna, be the best up in this rap game
Slap lames on a track mane if he act strange
See me always flexing on the gram with a pack greens in the sack
I know they gassed up, I smoke a O a week
While you worried bout fucking packs up
Remember all that Wack stuff
But never in the mix to avoid from being clapped up
I keep it flowing yo it's feeling like powers
Let em rest in peace cause nigga this is real nigga hours
Bars up at late night
Real nigga hours
Sharper than a steak knife
Real nigga hours
Fuckin with the don then you will get devoured
Cause the goons work at night
These are real nigga hours