MP3 
Intro: YC$
Yeah, yeah, you already know, my nigga
I'm back, free TwoTwo, free Jizzle
Free D-Block, free CP
(Late nights, me and bro, DeeJayM0, he mix it)
Chorus: YC$
I'm the same nigga, there's no old me
Better hope you don't owe me
Jail cells couldn't hold me
Fell in love with the hood in like '03
I'm too much like a OD
Too much, that's my OG's
Hold up, I got OG, them OG's call me OG
I'm the same nigga, there's no old me
Better hope you don't owe me
Jail cells couldn't hold me
Fell in love with the hood in like '03
I'm too much like a OD
Too much, that's my OG's
Hold up, I got OG, them OG's call me OG
Verse 1: YC$
Young nigga with a big Glock
Holding 30s, no sick shot
Fucked the bitch, give me sick top
Then after that, she give me sick drop
Get moved around like pattern
Lay your brains on splatter
Your bitch might be bad
But my bitch way badder
Smoking gas, it's shattery
You don't want smoke no cancer
Free CP out the cell
We was making mans brain splatter
Now it's time to get this cash
In the school, I was skipping class
Niggas tryna violate
But they caught them, so they had to dash
Bridge: Moeski
Young nigga with a big bag
Your bitch lovin' me, you big mad
I'm the same nigga, there's no old me
Jail cells couldn't hold me
Better hope you don't owe me
Ride around town with my homie
Perc and a pole, leave you holy
Then we gone in a stollie (Pussy)
Chorus: YC$
I'm the same nigga, there's no old me
Better hope you don't owe me
Jail cells couldn't hold me
Fell in love with the hood in like '03
I'm too much like a OD
Too much, that's my OG's
Hold up, I got OG, them OG's call me OG
I'm the same nigga, there's no old me
Better hope you don't owe me
Jail cells couldn't hold me
Fell in love with the hood in like '03
I'm too much like a OD
Too much, that's my OG's
Hold up, I got OG, them OG's call me OG
Verse 2: YC
Got designer on my kicks
That Glizzy stay on my hip
Hit them up on any strip
I'm iced out and I got the drip
In the trap, getting money
The streets ain't really lovely
Niggas catching bodies and be ratting, that shit's ugly
If I see a opp, that's on sight, fill him tummy
Spend a lotta cold nights in the cells seeing dubies
Thotiana with a fat ass
She's taking in bare back shots
CLE, not Cleveland, 10 down
Nigga, that's my block
My niggas really do tings
In the streets, I ain't gotta say
My young boy will let it spray
Hit you up in the alleyway
Catch you slipping on an average day
Give no fucks, even holidays
Fuck all these fake niggas
Lowkey, they're informants
Niggas wanna beef with my block 'cause with get it in
I ain't new to this game
Little nigga, I'm a veteran
Niggas saying live gang
But can't even pop off
You're lucky, the ting jammed
Or your head would've gotten knocked off
Chorus: YC$
I'm the same nigga, there's no old me
Better hope you don't owe me
Jail cells couldn't hold me
Fell in love with the hood in like '03
I'm too much like a OD
Too much, that's my OG's
Hold up, I got OG, them OG's call me OG
I'm the same nigga, there's no old me
Better hope you don't owe me
Jail cells couldn't hold me
Fell in love with the hood in like '03
I'm too much like a OD
Too much, that's my OG's
Hold up, I got OG, them OG's call me OG
