OG Beeper

Uh, posted on the corner like a trapper, uh

Why he move his hands all around like a rapper? Uh

Why he move his pants up and down like a scrapper? Uh

Testing, testing, testing, testing, testing, uh-huh (Listen)

My whole life, I just wanted to be a rapper

Then I grew'd up and the boy became a rapper

And my older sister made me wear the golden wrapper

She said, "Watch out, 'cause you know the hoes will trap ya"

To the block, to-to-to-to-to-to the block

Don't know why

Aye, aye, aye (Get fucked)

To the-to the block, to the-to the-to the block (Word, word, word-word-word-word)

Got my first pager, that was 1998

Sneaking, talking to my girlfriend way up late

Hello

Mama on the mothafuckin' line, "Boy, you cray?"

I was trappin' since a young ****, by the way

Back, way back then, boy, I was a different dude

Dude

Standing on the corner like I ain't got shit to do

Do

Nowadays, feelin' like I ain't got shit to prove

To prove

All the beef is lookin' minuscule

(Yeah, yeah, yeah) And I modeled Dior, but I'm still a rapper

Yeah

Took a little detour, but I'm still a rapper (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Used to be a D-boy, but I'm still a rapper

My whole life I was livin' like a trapper

(Trapper) Shackled next to Casanova, locked up on the island

I don't brag about it 'cause it never really matter

Knew that I would never go back, don't hold back

Just shine my golden teeth

Just throw my dubs sack, that boof pack

That specimen, I could beef with OG beepers, **** (Whoa)

Uh, posted on the corner like a trapper, uh

Why he move his hands all around like a rapper? Uh

Why he move his pants up and down like a scrapper? Uh

Uh, uh-huh

All I ever wanted was some money and some jewels

Jewels

Pray my YouTube reach a hundred million views

Million

Pray I make a little extra cash for my dues

(Dues) Like, all she ever wanted was some ass for her boobs

Sneaking, uh, why she freak you? Uh, why she geeking?

Freaky

When she see me? Uh, why she kinky? Uh (See me)

Why she wanna be my

Twenty years later and God still ain't make no errors

Make it

You could be authentic, it's just living trial and error

You gotta take it

Sitting in the cell, just from snitching on your cello-phone

But cozy beeper all I needed, OG beeper all I needed (Hello? Hello?)

My whole life I just wanted to be that ****

****

All my ex-hoes, they was turning into strippers

Bitch

When the whole time, they was fucking other ****

What?

I paid no mind, I'm like fuck them other ****

Fuck 'em