"OG's" lyrics
Cuzz Coone, Jack Gaspard, Moccasin Creek & Dunbar Lyrics
Yeah, we dem boys from way back in the day
Real country boys yeah we set in our ways
And if you hear our name you better understand
Yeah, put respect on it put put respect on it
Yeah, I'm the original OG from way back in the day
I'm talkin playin Lynrd Skynrd freestyle's my way
Yeah, just playin the guitars spittin the rhymes
I was never worried about tryin to make me a dime
Yeah, now over the years boy it sure has changed
It's all a competition now tryin to win the rap game
I never change nothin and always try to stay true
Always keep it country man yeah stay to my roots
I got mud on my boots a little dirt on my hands
Yeah, being a dirty boy is what made me a man
Always go through life livin with no fear
Yeah, it's made me who I am today through all of the years
So now these old songs I write I live through it all
Real southern country livin through the struggles and falls
Yeah, real talk man you won't change this old boy
Yeah, I am what I am man I don't give a damn, yeah
Yeah, we dem boys from way back in the day
Real country boys yeah we set in our ways
And if you hear our name you better understand
Yeah, put respect on it put put respect on it
Yeah, we dem boys from way back in the day
Real country boys yeah we set in our ways
And if you hear our name you better understand
Yeah, put respect on it put put respect on it
I came in the gang stickin out like a sore thumb
Talkin country livin and spittin about where I'm from
Goin dumb on beats but they was still hatin on me
You waitin on me to fail? Keep waitin homie!
Came a long way from the local hillbilly
They would clown now it's goin down they look real silly
And they really in their feelings wanna be my friend
I tell em keep the same energy you had back then
Back when I'd kick a verse and not a person would clap
Tellin me it'd never work mixin country with rap
But look at that Jack stayed the same and it paid off
I be workin while they sleepin I don't need no day's off
Paid the cost to be the boss and lost half my mind
To represent the sticks and go legit with the grind
And I don't mind what the rest of the world sees in me
When it comes to where I'm from I've been a OG baby
Yeah, we dem boys from way back in the day
Real country boys yeah we set in our ways
And if you hear our name you better understand
Yeah, put respect on it put put respect on it
Yeah, we dem boys from way back in the day
Real country boys yeah we set in our ways
And if you hear our name you better understand
Yeah, put respect on it put put respect on it
I've been rappin in the sticks since the creek was a ditch
And I've been ridin dirty roads since ya'll was still on the tit
I was chewin on tobacco maneuverin a backhoe
Pavin me a lane when you were still in daddy's sack bro
OG yeah you know me
I've been naughty by nature need no OPP
I got my own shit I don't need no other people's property
"Be as you wish to seem" - that was Socrates
Huh, let's bring it back to the roots
Boy, you couldn't feel my shoes if you was taped to my boots
I hate to hurt your feelings just by telling the truth
You only have three fans and they hang from your roof
Said my sound changed but you ain't hearing me right
I saw you freeze when I passed like a deer in the lights
I'm Tom Brady boy you barely even Ryan Leaf
Put respect on my name bitch a real OG Brama!
Yeah, we dem boys from way back in the day
Real country boys yeah we set in our ways
And if you hear our name you better understand
Yeah, put respect on it put put respect on it
Yeah, we dem boys from way back in the day
Real country boys yeah we set in our ways
And if you hear our name you better understand
Yeah, put respect on it put put respect on it
Playin the guitars spittin the rhymes
Talkin country livin and spittin about where I'm from
Playin the guitars spittin the rhymes
I've been rappin in the sticks since the creek was a ditch
Playin the guitars
Playin the guitars
Playin the guitars
Playin the guitars
Real country boys yeah we set in our ways
And if you hear our name you better understand
Yeah, put respect on it put put respect on it
Yeah, I'm the original OG from way back in the day
I'm talkin playin Lynrd Skynrd freestyle's my way
Yeah, just playin the guitars spittin the rhymes
I was never worried about tryin to make me a dime
Yeah, now over the years boy it sure has changed
It's all a competition now tryin to win the rap game
I never change nothin and always try to stay true
Always keep it country man yeah stay to my roots
I got mud on my boots a little dirt on my hands
Yeah, being a dirty boy is what made me a man
Always go through life livin with no fear
Yeah, it's made me who I am today through all of the years
So now these old songs I write I live through it all
Real southern country livin through the struggles and falls
Yeah, real talk man you won't change this old boy
Yeah, I am what I am man I don't give a damn, yeah
Yeah, we dem boys from way back in the day
Real country boys yeah we set in our ways
And if you hear our name you better understand
Yeah, put respect on it put put respect on it
Yeah, we dem boys from way back in the day
Real country boys yeah we set in our ways
And if you hear our name you better understand
Yeah, put respect on it put put respect on it
I came in the gang stickin out like a sore thumb
Talkin country livin and spittin about where I'm from
Goin dumb on beats but they was still hatin on me
You waitin on me to fail? Keep waitin homie!
Came a long way from the local hillbilly
They would clown now it's goin down they look real silly
And they really in their feelings wanna be my friend
I tell em keep the same energy you had back then
Back when I'd kick a verse and not a person would clap
Tellin me it'd never work mixin country with rap
But look at that Jack stayed the same and it paid off
I be workin while they sleepin I don't need no day's off
Paid the cost to be the boss and lost half my mind
To represent the sticks and go legit with the grind
And I don't mind what the rest of the world sees in me
When it comes to where I'm from I've been a OG baby
Yeah, we dem boys from way back in the day
Real country boys yeah we set in our ways
And if you hear our name you better understand
Yeah, put respect on it put put respect on it
Yeah, we dem boys from way back in the day
Real country boys yeah we set in our ways
And if you hear our name you better understand
Yeah, put respect on it put put respect on it
I've been rappin in the sticks since the creek was a ditch
And I've been ridin dirty roads since ya'll was still on the tit
I was chewin on tobacco maneuverin a backhoe
Pavin me a lane when you were still in daddy's sack bro
OG yeah you know me
I've been naughty by nature need no OPP
I got my own shit I don't need no other people's property
"Be as you wish to seem" - that was Socrates
Huh, let's bring it back to the roots
Boy, you couldn't feel my shoes if you was taped to my boots
I hate to hurt your feelings just by telling the truth
You only have three fans and they hang from your roof
Said my sound changed but you ain't hearing me right
I saw you freeze when I passed like a deer in the lights
I'm Tom Brady boy you barely even Ryan Leaf
Put respect on my name bitch a real OG Brama!
Yeah, we dem boys from way back in the day
Real country boys yeah we set in our ways
And if you hear our name you better understand
Yeah, put respect on it put put respect on it
Yeah, we dem boys from way back in the day
Real country boys yeah we set in our ways
And if you hear our name you better understand
Yeah, put respect on it put put respect on it
Playin the guitars spittin the rhymes
Talkin country livin and spittin about where I'm from
Playin the guitars spittin the rhymes
I've been rappin in the sticks since the creek was a ditch
Playin the guitars
Playin the guitars
Playin the guitars
Playin the guitars
