The Offer

The Offer - Dark Lo Lyrics

[Intro]

Same shit, different day, bro

Try not to pop on these niggas in their heads though, nah mean

You know they're all over us

Don't talk on my phone crazy, god



[Verse]

Fuck the drip of motion, uzi clip I'm holsting

Shooter say he open

Took a pussy nigga block the same night we open

He prayed to God, was hoping his body had some holes in

I'm nice up there with Hov, man

Seen a fiend used to babysit me through [?]

He shot his man in the back of the head, they had come from the sands

They killed my youngin', “we killed three”, we got the upper hand

Was in the scuffle, damn, I broke my knuckle, damn

I must've hit him hard, I wasn't fucking playing

But that's go mode, I'd rather be in gold roads

Banging oldies, Grandma said I had an old soul

Back to [?], headshot, no sort of soul

I put my gun down, rumble a nigga toe to toe

This is skydiving, they're hating but the vibe got them

Rappers, they is not a problem, shout out y'all who got the album

Do this for the streets, what y'all forgot about him

Talked about him, I'm making rounds, I don't give a fuck about him

He screamed like a bitch when the nigga shot him

And I don't want them shits if everybody got them

4 in the morning, they have came and got him

In front of his kids, in his cell, he had dreamed about them

Purple hearted cop, clipped the retarded cop

I kept 60 with me, shot a nigga 40 times

My man spit a 32, you would've thought he rhymed

And if you owe me something, you better throw me mines

[?] there in his 70s for weaponry

I bring the pain more definitely, only pussy niggas slept on me

Looking in the mirror, it's the enemy

Nah, it's the friend in me, feds want the end of me

I pray for my enemies, but I don't like your energy

On a Wednesday, I know him from the 10th grade

Dreads with the [?] fade, scar from the switchblade

Mindset, get paid, he got hit when shit sprayed

Gucci on as he laid, then they drove him on to his grave

Dime bitch [?], she got Chick-Fil-A

I fucked her once, you can keep her, she got ricocheted

Niggas know we run the city where the Sixers play

You diss an OBH nigga, I'll get you hit today

You say you had a play, but you're bullshitting

I stepped up on the field then they forfeited

They say he feeling froggy, tell the bul to ribbit

And if they rip you up, everything you know, forget it

It was new to you, to me, it was the usual

Crib out in New Jerus, still eating oodles and noodles

Make a nigga disappear, you thinking it's voodoo

Fuck rapper boy, he played the songs, it was doodoo

Stare you like a mark will do, this here is remarkable

I sell my offer through, you staring, looking awkward too

It's the offer