Smoove'L - Me vs My Opps lyrics

They know how I'm comin'
I been the hardest in this shit
You know, only time will tell
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh
And I be givin' 'em life stories
Like this shit ain't nothin'
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Yeah, yeah

I was too young just to listen
That's why they ain't get it
(Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh)
Now I'm stuck in positions where
My opps gotta feel it
(Gotta feel it)
Free all of my opps
I don't want 'em doin' sentence
(Sentence)
Rather have my youngins spinnin' and
They all make a killin'
(Yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
Got plenty of jeans
I ain't get the Mike Amiri's yet
(Yeah! Yeah)
Add to my collection
I'ma get the Mike Amiri's next
(Yeah! Yeah)
Jackin' only 4's
You can't roll if you ain't with the set
(Set)
Talkin' like he tough
I ain't thuggin' through the internet
(O oh)

You know I'ma keep it in the streets
'cause I was born a G
(Born a G)
Heard that I'm his enemy 'cause
That nigga bitchin' to me
Rockin' on cologne, I'm walkin' past
They inhalin' me
(Smellin' good)
Separated myself, no wonder I'm not a felony
(Yeah)
These diamonds in my ear
We'll never hear the same
(No we won't)
They took them slave chains
Turned them into cuban links
(Cuban links)
Maneuvered through my city
On my body ain't no aims
(Ain't no aims)
Don't got no ex
I can't label you as anything
(No, no, no, no, no)
Went from the hood straight to
Cali, tell my opps
"Get at me"
(Come get at me)
I'm a rapper now
Gotta work on my vocabulary
And I ain't snailin' 'bout that money
I be in a hurry
(Go)
And I'm a spring boy like
My first name was Jerry
(Ooh ooh)
Wonder who gon' stop up, only us got us
If we'd be compared I think
It'd be the shottas
Call me Mike Tyson
We be tweakin' with them knockers
(Bah bah)
Did it on my own, I ain't waitin' on
I got you
(Ooh ooh)
These bitches, they enemies
Feelin' my energy
When the beat lay in this hoe she said
"You mentally killin' me"
Told her
"This what' gon' happen when you
Wanna fuck with a G"
Better be appreciative
Could've left you right in the streets
(Ooh ooh)
Am I wrong?
Melodies in it, they gon' sing along
(Sing along)
Like I'm Cole Bennet, shootin' what we on
(What we on)
Lumber, he be Crippin', like to
See the blood drawn
Like to see the blood drawn

I was too young just to listen
That's why they ain't get it
Now I'm stuck in positions where
My opps gotta feel it
(Gotta feel it)
Free all of my opps
I don't want 'em doin' sentence
Rather have my youngins spinnin' and
They all make a killin'
Got plenty of jeans
I ain't get the Mike Amiri's yet
(Yeah! Yeah)
Add to my collection
I'ma get the Mike Amiri's next
(Yeah! Yeah)
Jackin' only 4's
You can't roll if you ain't with the set
(Set)
Talkin' like he tough
I ain't thuggin' through the internet
(Through the internet, ooh ooh ooh)

Talkin' like he tough
I ain't thuggin' through the internet
(Bah bah bah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah