Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Optimus Prime , by - Mastermind. Release date: 15.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Optimus Prime |
| Walaalo hop out the Gary and let it spray |
| Niggas say they on me can’t see their face |
| Never had no money now we make it rain |
| Run up on the gang you might end up in a grave |
| Belly hungry now I they know my plate |
| Now she bust it open cah she know I’m paid |
| Yeah |
| Somebody lied saying crime doesn’t pay |
| I get lacaag five different ways |
| Askars on the block and somebody’s getting booked again |
| They looked in the shoes now they trying to throw the book at them |
| All this lean that I sipped a lot of money spent |
| All these risks that I take to get this money in |
| I can’t, run with no snitch best stay over there |
| And if you fuckin with them opps best stay over there |
| I was broke that shit fucked with my mind |
| Then my life transformed like Optimus Prime |
| I got switch some niggas start losing my brain |
| Smoking all this cali trying to deal with the pain |
| Made a promise to myself get this money don’t change |
| Started with some niggas they ain’t it now we estranged |
| Felt like we gon get rich but that wasn’t the case |
| All these drugs I take just to help me escape |
| Wish that I could bring my niggas back see their face |
| All these funny niggas that they could replace |
| Walaalo hop out the Gary and let it spray |
| Niggas say they on me can’t see their face |
| Never had no money now we make it rain |
| Run up on the gang you might end up in a grave |
| Belly hungry now I they know my plate |
| Now she bust it open cah she know I’m paid |
| Yeah |
| Somebody lied saying crime doesn’t pay |
| I get lacaag five different ways |
| Fuck love get racks we don’t do no net chat |
| If cro slide then he probably trying to dead that |
| Homicides city niggas trying to push heads back |
| CBK I told them all it’s just a setback |
| Forget that I got have the last laugh |
| Came a long way from weed packs in my backpack |
| Cali weed imported get it fast tracked |
| Lord bless my hooyo always praying for me |
| My nigga in the field with the 3 times 3 |
| Bro don’t touch no civvies we don’t touch miskeens |
| With me or against me ain’t no in between |
| Niggas say they done got me I’m the MVP |
| We was just lil kids now this shit got deep |
| Now I’m screaming free my dawg’s and RIP’s |
| Fill another cup let me light my weed yeah |
| Walaalo hop out the Gary and let it spray |
| Niggas say they on me can’t see their face |
| Never had no money now we make it rain |
| Run up on the gang you might end up in a grave |
| Belly hungry now I they know my plate |
| Now she bust it open cah she know I’m paid |
| Yeah |
| Somebody lied saying crime doesn’t pay |
| I get lacaag five different ways |