This is a song about "Og money"

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Getting to the money

Hopin' that my niggas see

Old school , og , chicano sound/ / cruzin to the 602 , holdin it down bird city knows

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Bitch, you're 12, acting og like a fresh mc, don't ya agree?

Will who are you? an o.g?...

And i don't make no bed rock

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Always stay straped is what my og told me