[Chorus]
Ye hai words from an OG (OG)
Rehna real in these cold streets (Cold streets)
Ye hai words from an OG
Paise ka kya faida, when you die lonely (Lonely)
Ye hai words from an OG (OG)
Apne khaas rakho closely (Closely)
Ye hai words from an OG
Haar mat maan na, chahe ho jaaye jo bhi (Jo bhi)
[Verse 1]
Sach bolun toh i'm tired of this rap shit
Gaana likhun, fir sochu, 'nah let me scrap this'
Doubt aata mujhe apne hi skill pe
Par rakhta hun dil me, kyunki milte nahi answers
Kabhi kabhi lage that i'm burning out
But i keep on going, 'cause i've started earning now aur
Thanda hai dimagh, cold mera dil
At least if i go then they know i was real
Itne, saare logo ki apeksha hai mujh pe
Bojh jaise kyun lagne laga mere kandho pe?
Pehle aisa time aana bhi ek sapna tha
Aaj sochu ye time kyun dekha maine sapno me
Thak gaya hun mai ye prove kar-kar ke
That i can fucking rap mile views mar-mar ke
Ye industry hai fake, sathi bane pal bhar ke
Par haathi jaise yaad rakhi maine sabki kasme
I'll be honest, i'm just so-so sick
Sometimes i wish i was prozpekt in '06
Jab sapne the, dost mere apne the
Aankhon me thi chamak, now depression is a bitch
Hoti unse baat 6 mahine me ek baar
Time nikla jaise life hai ek race car
Ye hai words from an OG (OG)
Rehna real in these cold streets (Cold streets)
Ye hai words from an OG
Paise ka kya faida, when you die lonely (Lonely)
Ye hai words from an OG (OG)
Apne khaas rakho closely (Closely)
Ye hai words from an OG
Haar mat maan na, chahe ho jaaye jo bhi (Jo bhi)
[Verse 1]
Sach bolun toh i'm tired of this rap shit
Gaana likhun, fir sochu, 'nah let me scrap this'
Doubt aata mujhe apne hi skill pe
Par rakhta hun dil me, kyunki milte nahi answers
Kabhi kabhi lage that i'm burning out
But i keep on going, 'cause i've started earning now aur
Thanda hai dimagh, cold mera dil
At least if i go then they know i was real
Itne, saare logo ki apeksha hai mujh pe
Bojh jaise kyun lagne laga mere kandho pe?
Pehle aisa time aana bhi ek sapna tha
Aaj sochu ye time kyun dekha maine sapno me
Thak gaya hun mai ye prove kar-kar ke
That i can fucking rap mile views mar-mar ke
Ye industry hai fake, sathi bane pal bhar ke
Par haathi jaise yaad rakhi maine sabki kasme
I'll be honest, i'm just so-so sick
Sometimes i wish i was prozpekt in '06
Jab sapne the, dost mere apne the
Aankhon me thi chamak, now depression is a bitch
Hoti unse baat 6 mahine me ek baar
Time nikla jaise life hai ek race car
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