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10pm in potch - otl lyrics

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tell my mama i’m home sick
i’ll be home late/
(i’ll be home late)
tell my mama i gotta work
and drop a mixtape/
(i’m in the studio mama)
and tell my mama if i die broke
don’t be proud of me
(don’t be proud of me mama, this means alot to me mama)

tell my mama i’m home sick
i’ll be home late/
(i be grinding my n-gg-r)
tell my mama i gotta work
and drop a mixtape/
(i’m in the studio mama)
and tell my mama if i die broke
don’t be proud of me
(don’t be proud of me mama, this means alot to me mama. ooh god)

verse 1

i’m switching lanes
okay it’s clear that am dope and sh-t/
mama told me that i’m dope and nice..
my lil sis said am dope and sweet/
my b-tch told me that am dope and s-xy
your b-tch too kindda said the same thing n-gg-r. (huh)

i’ma feed you fat bullets, mouth open
like you smoking ciggar/
b-tch, don’t f-ck with my gun/
turn on safety, or o tla iplaipla/
get it “isa”

look at these rappers
who dripping some sauce
get it “some”
skrr, whoah
i rap when i want too
surprise if i want too

and i keep i real n-gg-r, am a realer
mama am sick i be home late
i’m try’na make a living outta making songs
n-gg-r i’m tryna bigger bigger bigger..

i’m like a dough rising up
t-sso put some yest in me/

i’m having mercy on these n-gg-rs
while they pulling triggers at me/
i could never take shots at these n-gg-rs
three letters on my name
show respect n-gg-r
type it with capital letters “otl”

hook 2

tell my mama i’m home sick
i’ll be home late
(i’ll be home late)
tell my mama i gotta work
and drop a mixtape
(i’m in the studio mama)
and tell my mama if i die broke
don’t be proud of me
(don’t be proud of me mama, this means alot to me mama)

tell my mama i’m home sick
i’ll be home late/
(i be grinding my n-gg-r)
tell my mama i gotta work
and drop a mixtape/
(i’m in the studio mama)
and tell my mama if i die broke
don’t be proud of me
(don’t be proud of me mama, this means alot to me mama. ooh god)

verse 2

i gotta baby on the way, nah am kidding
i wonder how they gon react
if they find out that i ain’t kidding/
i’m the one these so called rappers feeling/
t-sso raised me
i’m the one that been k!lling/
i been drilling walls

what am tryna say is am sharp n-gg-r
yeah. that’s what i mean n-gg-r
i’ve seen what you never seen/
but see it behind the scene/
in the studio with my n-gg-rs sipping lean/

coal on top burning
i’m kindda burning too
thick smoke that i blow out from my lungs
mama said i smell smoke when got home/
i was on the fire with friends mom its cold/
on the phone/
she can even smell me
(sh-t)
this hip hop sh-t that’s what i’d die for
but if i die broke
don’t be proud of me
perseverance and hard work
that’s all takes
part of me, part of life, part of my all

i’ma work hard
get singed in the building/
that’s all i ever wanted
you want beats man i k!lled em/
that’s all i ever wanted
you pill veges man i pilled em/

one more time

i’ma work hard
get singed in the building/
that’s all i ever wanted
you want beats man i k!lled em/
that’s all i ever wanted
you pill veges man i pilled em/

already done it. otl

hook 3

tell my mama i’m home sick
i’ll be home late
(i’ll be home late)
tell my mama i gotta work
and drop a mixtape
(i’m in the studio mama)
and tell my mama if i die broke
don’t be proud of me
(don’t be proud of me mama, this means alot to me mama)

tell my mama i’m home sick
i’ll be home late/
(i be grinding my n-gg-r)
tell my mama i gotta work
and drop a mixtape/
(i’m in the studio mama)
and tell my mama if i die broke
don’t be proud of me
(don’t be proud of me mama, this means alot to me mama. ooh god)

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