SOB Odee – Labels Calling

SOB Odee – Labels Calling Lyrics

Artist: SOB Odee
Song: Labels Calling

All these demons fightin’ back, i’m barely gettin’
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(eviyon on the mix) ayy

All these demons fightin’ back, i’m barely gettin’ sleep
Hustler and a killer, i was raised right, but in the streets
Labels keep on callin’, i decline, they hear the beep
I cut off my phone, n#gg#s get on twitter just to beef

I’m one of a kind, i’m not you and you not me
I just waitin’ patient, workin’ for the things i wanna see
I ran in that field without no cleats
And hopped up in that water, it got deep

Summers, they got cold just like my heart, that’s why i kept my heat
I’m not selfish, if i got it, i make sure my brothers eat
Better to do the same ’cause you gon’ wish you did when they deceased
When i get a chain, get a bundle, get the gang a piece

And i know n#gg#s get a bag and fumble, i don’t hang with leech
I made my circle full of n#gg#s who bang for me
Abundant n#gg#s watchin’ mad and hatin’ a lot ’cause they ain’t with me
I changed the way i move ’cause i became a man of business

Stil’ll pass 〈.?.〉 the torch ’cause i know he gon’ flame for me
On feet, me and reece hit the block, two things a piece
Yeah, i rap, but i might do a hit from out a wrangler jeep
Know he cap, he ain’t doin’ what he say, that sh#t an act

Speakin’ facts, if i say what i want to, i might get snatched
f#ck with bbg, dissin’ on big e, see me and pats
Try to spin my block, i bet we shoot them tires to a flat
How you sayin’ that you active? you ain’t even got no hat

392 the scat, supercharged, this 〈.?.〉
All these demons fightin’ back, i’m barely gettin’ sleep
Hustler and a killer, i was raised right, but in the streets
Labels keep on callin’, i decline, they hear the beep

I cut off my phone, n#gg#s get on twitter just to beef
I’m one of a kind, i’m not you and you not me
I just waitin’ patient, workin’ for the things i wanna see
I ran in that field without no cleats

And hopped up in that water, it got deep
Summers, they got cold just like my heart, that’s why i kept my heat
Facin’ back to back
Traumatized from all the wars i’m in, i keep a strap

You might die in traffic, so i ride with this b#tch on my lap
Every day was shootouts after school, i never took a nap
〈.?.〉, thought the streets was funny, had to all adapt
It don’t matter where we had to go, we all just kept a strap

G 19 with extensions, we just let it clap
All my opposition, they was b#tches, this sh#t more than rap
I was on d out the trap
All these demons fightin’ back, i’m barely gettin’ sleep

Hustler and a killer, i was raised right, but in the streets
Labels keep on callin’, i decline, they hear the beep
I cut off my phone, n#gg#s get on twitter just to beef
I’m one of a kind, i’m not you and you not me

I just waitin’ patient, workin’ for the things i wanna see
I ran in that field without no cleats
And hopped up in that water, it got deep
Summers, they got cold just like my heart, that’s why i kept my heat
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Release Year: 2022