"UNDER OATH" lyrics
(Let the beat ride out, Ju)
Having suicidal thoughts as if it can't get better
Tears blending with the rain, that's her favorite weather
Felt some type of way in jail when she ain't send a letter
All them years we've been together, wouldn't have left you never
But I ain't trippin', though, I wish you well in your endeavors
Dropped a fifty ball on Spy, a 100k in Meta
Mama told me not to let up, that's a promise kept
Grab the wheel from lil' bruh before I watch him wreck
Them diss songs you made was bool, them niggas not a threat
Don't get that clout and shit confused, 'cause that is not respect
Told my sister, "When it land, we gon' divide the check"
I tell my bitch, "Soon as I land, I'm finna ice her neck"
The trenches only proposition, either life or death
Got a method to beat the streets, if you ain't find it yet, then follow me
'Cause under oath, I vow to make sure niggas all gon' eat
That's just the dog in me, financial difficulties
Got 'em hatin' blood, that's all it be, talk is cheap
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no 'cho, don't even talk to me
Make sure I thank him for my blessings when I fall asleep
They shift the blame to MOZ when he got rocked to sleep
She want a ho for lil' bro, I tell him, "Pop his P"
We gon' knock him off the roster, he don't knock his yeek
Too much spammin' on the 'Gram for you to cop a plea
Them boys is whores in all honesty, they're not elite, but I'm elite
Rabbit-ass mind, it's what you out of, thinkin' I'ma leak
Justified your actions when you told as far as I can see
Heard you got away with snatchin' chains, nigga, not with me
Tellin' niggas what we did to ****, that was not for me
On the B, pray the ones inside me run up more than me
You know it's sweet, hate the ones that rap about this shit like they wasn't showin' feet
And you gave up everything the rollers need
Yeah, slums got a hold of me
I said the slums got a hold of me, won't let me go
You disagree with how I'm boomin', brudda, let me know
Excluded rodents from my circle, shout out Pest Control
The Nipsey Huss' and Makavelli put me next to those
R.O.I. was through the roof, so I invested more
They picked his body off the pavement, but they left his nose
Pulled up to Hutch and catch pneumonia 'fore I catch a cold
Go get a voucher from the suckas if your section won't
Having suicidal thoughts as if it can't get better
Tears blending with the rain, that's her favorite weather
Felt some type of way in jail when she ain't send a letter
All them years we've been together, wouldn't have left you never
But I ain't trippin', though, I wish you well in your endeavors
Dropped a fifty ball on Spy, a 100k in Meta
Mama told me not to let up, that's a promise kept
Grab the wheel from lil' bruh before I watch him wreck
Them diss songs you made was bool, them niggas not a threat
Don't get that clout and shit confused, 'cause that is not respect
Told my sister, "When it land, we gon' divide the check"
I tell my bitch, "Soon as I land, I'm finna ice her neck"
The trenches only proposition, either life or death
Got a method to beat the streets, if you ain't find it yet, then follow me
'Cause under oath, I vow to make sure niggas all gon' eat
That's just the dog in me, financial difficulties
Got 'em hatin' blood, that's all it be, talk is cheap
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no 'cho, don't even talk to me
Make sure I thank him for my blessings when I fall asleep
They shift the blame to MOZ when he got rocked to sleep
She want a ho for lil' bro, I tell him, "Pop his P"
We gon' knock him off the roster, he don't knock his yeek
Too much spammin' on the 'Gram for you to cop a plea
Them boys is whores in all honesty, they're not elite, but I'm elite
Rabbit-ass mind, it's what you out of, thinkin' I'ma leak
Justified your actions when you told as far as I can see
Heard you got away with snatchin' chains, nigga, not with me
Tellin' niggas what we did to ****, that was not for me
On the B, pray the ones inside me run up more than me
You know it's sweet, hate the ones that rap about this shit like they wasn't showin' feet
And you gave up everything the rollers need
Yeah, slums got a hold of me
I said the slums got a hold of me, won't let me go
You disagree with how I'm boomin', brudda, let me know
Excluded rodents from my circle, shout out Pest Control
The Nipsey Huss' and Makavelli put me next to those
R.O.I. was through the roof, so I invested more
They picked his body off the pavement, but they left his nose
Pulled up to Hutch and catch pneumonia 'fore I catch a cold
Go get a voucher from the suckas if your section won't
Writer(s): Timothy Cornell Patterson, Julian Cannon
