OJ Gloves

Yea they say it's a recession out here man

It definatley is man

Prices is high

I don't even call these niggaz hustlers

They strustlers

Cause they struggling to hustle, feel me

But man, only the strong survive, feel me

That's why I'm still here nigga

Yea

Them bullets coming like the grim reaper

The hurt like natural birth with anastesia

Every little nigga got sour they scrambling

They car jack ya for your shit out in camdon

New jersey drive,

In desperate times we do desperate things to survive

You can't bring the knife to a gun fight

Scandolous hoe's I'll set you up tryna pipe

He only 13 made the front page

Shot a boy down for his 13 flip greys

And jordan is a billionaire

His momma cryin I woulda got another pair

We don't court in the street with our issues

Fuck 3 years if we caught with our pistols

We lock it down like pitbulls

And if the feds start coming it's a pit fall

It's a recession the street

And it ain't getting better

I'm married to the game

For the worse or the better

They show my oj gloves in nashville, nashville

I rather die young than live long being broke

I rather be feared than be takin for a joke

Car full of guns, pocket full of hope

A mind on a mill, kitchen full of coke

All black everything nothing too colorful

Ski mask and the gloves this is what it's coming to

Damn right for the bucks we coming for you

Knife work carve niggaz up something wonderful

I'm a money making nigga of a gay-z

Niggaz get washed up and catch bullet beds

No tints half a brick in a louie bag

You ain't seein nuttin nigga to we see the cash

The streets hungry, killers coming lookin for you

Either you take or you get somethin tooken from you

It's quite simple you eat or you starve

It's my god given right to go hustle and rob