Radamiz, OG Ron C - DUCKING AN OMEN (ChopNotSlop Remix)

Baby I'm outside ducking an omen
I hear through the grapevine all the prices they got on me
I got rich being a poet
I got rich being a stoic
I know you don't love me you just want something bad from me
I'm your ticket, I'm your moment
I'm the highest on the totem

Let the blood fall, let the
Let a thug cry, let them let them
Keep a snubnose
Keep a bible and a blunt rolled
Keep it polarizing
Keep me on the tuck until it's armageddon
You know I lose feelings when it's 'bout you
Can't receive my calling on this altitude
I can't reach their doorstep from our avenue
Dont beef on the URL, can't battle you
We need to cope
We need some truce, we need a coast
They had me mean muggin with Locs
J hit the L and overdosed
Thought he was woke
Bruh he was toast
He lost his soul, he lost his closest
He used to call me screaming shit, 4 in the morning
About immaculate conception and some coca
I miss him now, I miss the old one

Baby I'm outside ducking an omen
I hear through the grapevine all the prices they got on me
I got rich being a poet
I got rich being a stoic
I know you don't love me you just want something bad from me
I'm your ticket, I'm your moment
I'm the highest on the totem

I'm with the bounty hunters, I'm with gorillas
Fortified, I'm finger fuckin' figures for ya for ya living
Liquify, I'm stigmatized, I'm perpendicular to sinners
Sittin' sideways in a villa, pick a Friday, I'ma get ya
Been a long time since December, you famil' but I forget ya
Alcoholic for a prophet but I'm sober for a real one
Walk from Nostrand down to Pitkins, sift from Slauson to Marina
Del Rey us and Del Rey y'all but right now you don't see the vision
We on to bigger trenches now
3 is a crowd
It's Me and you
That junkie is your brother too
Read between the lines, I'm talking in twos
I'm a bloke with a clue
I'm in Stockholm and London
I'm on Park Ave with news
My sister I said that made myself
Give nobody the kudos
Put the beat on a loop as I escape through the loop holes
Look me in my eyes before you wanna fill my shoes

Baby I'm outside ducking an omen
I hear through the grapevine all the prices they got on me
I got rich being a poet
I got rich being a stoic
I know you don't love me you just want something bad from me
I'm your ticket, I'm your moment
I'm the highest on the totem

I pray a lot, but I don't pray enough
Let the blood fall

Written by:
Devin Concannon, Radhames Rodriguez, Ronald Coleman, Waseel Amoura

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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