Omelly On My Last Lyrics
On My Last by Omelly
[Chorus]
I remember I was down on my last
Had to hustle, learned to stack up my cash
Bustin' traps, know the narcs on my ass
And these millions, gotta get to that bag
My shit in order, I'm the man with the sack
Drop that work in water, I break it down
When your dope a ten it make them junkies do that
When your dope a ten it make them junkies come back
[Verse 1]
Sellin' dope strip, movin' them blocks
Phone poppin', out here movin' them blocks
Foamin', yeah we zoom on the cops
Gotta get it off me, left a stash in my sock
Give a fuck if they watchin', we still chasin' guap
Up in court, yeah I married the pot
I can show you how to whip up a 'Gatti
'Fore you drop, I snatch that shit out
Mister did it gone in a drought
It's not a game, I get in and get out
I know these suckers wanna tell on me now
Got some homies that ain't never get out
Fuck niggas want me stuck in the cell
Cuz a millionaire, I'm touchin' bales
Call y'all back soon as I touch down
Then I'm right back to the trenches, bustin' shit down
[Chorus]
I remember I was down on my last
Had to hustle, learned to stack up my cash
Bustin' traps, know the narcs on my ass
And these millions, gotta get to that bag
My shit in order, I'm the man with the sack
Drop that work in water, I break it down
When your dope a ten it make them junkies do that
When your dope a ten it make them junkies come back
[Verse 2]
Folks dropped it on me, I get it off
In the kitchen, I get paid to perform
Snatch that work up out the pot, get it gone
A couple real ones on my line tryna score
Fake trappers out here flexin' and shit
Never worry, I got paper to get
In the kitchen, I'm the man with the wrist
From the Pyrex, I can show you a drip
Looked over to my nigga, this one a level
Made a couple addicts dance with the devil
I know they watchin', man, I think we in trouble
Time to tighten up but I'ma keep gettin' money
Had to hustle, how the fuck I'm gon' eat?
Took a couple spills but I got up in these streets
Road runnin' turned me into a beast
I really lived this shit, I'm keepin' it G
[Chorus]
I remember I was down on my last
Had to hustle, learned to stack up my cash
Bustin' traps, know the narcs on my ass
And these millions, gotta get to that bag
My shit in order, I'm the man with the sack
Drop that work in water, I break it down
When your dope a ten it make them junkies do that
When your dope a ten it make them junkies come back
I remember I was down on my last
Had to hustle, learned to stack up my cash
Bustin' traps, know the narcs on my ass
And these millions, gotta get to that bag
My shit in order, I'm the man with the sack
Drop that work in water, I break it down
When your dope a ten it make them junkies do that
When your dope a ten it make them junkies come back
[Verse 1]
Sellin' dope strip, movin' them blocks
Phone poppin', out here movin' them blocks
Foamin', yeah we zoom on the cops
Gotta get it off me, left a stash in my sock
Give a fuck if they watchin', we still chasin' guap
Up in court, yeah I married the pot
I can show you how to whip up a 'Gatti
'Fore you drop, I snatch that shit out
Mister did it gone in a drought
It's not a game, I get in and get out
I know these suckers wanna tell on me now
Got some homies that ain't never get out
Fuck niggas want me stuck in the cell
Cuz a millionaire, I'm touchin' bales
Call y'all back soon as I touch down
Then I'm right back to the trenches, bustin' shit down
[Chorus]
I remember I was down on my last
Had to hustle, learned to stack up my cash
Bustin' traps, know the narcs on my ass
And these millions, gotta get to that bag
My shit in order, I'm the man with the sack
Drop that work in water, I break it down
When your dope a ten it make them junkies do that
When your dope a ten it make them junkies come back
[Verse 2]
Folks dropped it on me, I get it off
In the kitchen, I get paid to perform
Snatch that work up out the pot, get it gone
A couple real ones on my line tryna score
Fake trappers out here flexin' and shit
Never worry, I got paper to get
In the kitchen, I'm the man with the wrist
From the Pyrex, I can show you a drip
Looked over to my nigga, this one a level
Made a couple addicts dance with the devil
I know they watchin', man, I think we in trouble
Time to tighten up but I'ma keep gettin' money
Had to hustle, how the fuck I'm gon' eat?
Took a couple spills but I got up in these streets
Road runnin' turned me into a beast
I really lived this shit, I'm keepin' it G
[Chorus]
I remember I was down on my last
Had to hustle, learned to stack up my cash
Bustin' traps, know the narcs on my ass
And these millions, gotta get to that bag
My shit in order, I'm the man with the sack
Drop that work in water, I break it down
When your dope a ten it make them junkies do that
When your dope a ten it make them junkies come back