O.L.M.S - Intellectual

Part 1: The President

[Verse: Rapsody & backup]

God please watch out for my bae

He out in these streets in these woop-woops going crazy

We just tryna eat, no receipt cause they ain't pay me

Tell me mind my business, well then maybe I could do that

If you let me muthafuckas Hey

I could do that for my brothers Hey

You can do that for my brothers? Hey

Well let me see you muthafuckas

They don't know what we gonna do

And they don't show what we gonna do

And they don't care what we gonna do

Whoa

Well let me see you muthafuckas

They don't know what we gonna do

And they don't show what we gonna do

And they don't care what we gonna do

Whoa

Part 2: O.L.M.S

[Verse 1]

This shit is so Swayze, Swayze, Swayze, Sway, Sway, Sway

Feet up on the sofa so I always got a leg up

I was born with the force now you'll never never catch us

Mind on the money, watch doors open like Teslas

I walk in the White House with a strut like George Jefferson

Looking at George and Jefferson, look at us now

Having round tables, these power moves you don't see around

It's just us talking justice, the POTUS been down

Making history, the union representing for the south now nigga

I'm still southbound, ain't a noun could describe me

A pill they could prescribe me, appeal like I'm Cosby

Caught up by the higher ups, they all wanna hire us

My appeal is astounding

9th Wonder found me in a little white house

And a little school crew by way of a little white dude

I paid my ten years of dues

Ain't paid a dime on the loan I took to get into school nigga

Wolf pack remember who was woofing at me back then

[Verse 2]

This shit is so Swayze, Swayze, Swayze, Sway, Sway, Sway

Your acclaim temporary, In the bible even Joseph

Know you know he ain't nothin' without Mary

Know some niggas who won't rap with Rap cause Rap is too scary

I fit the stereotype of radio, one don't hear me

Now back to Mary tell the story of the wise men

9th, Jay, Gu they all know that I'm a godsend

Call them all sandman

Tell em bring a dream back

Shout to Spanish Ran, account ran when I whipped my P's

Down in Jo'burg

I'm tough as ten leathers nigga, four furs

Ain't gotta save up four words

Obama like my shit

I made my whole career off unusual politics

In a game full of politicians

I was never scared of risk

Cold cold world my rise was in my blitzens

They yellin' me the reindeer, never cut the rude off

I'mma talk shit, can't help you niggas built so soft

So soft, yea

[Verse 3]

This shit is so Swayze, Swayze, Swayze, Sway, Sway, Sway

Back again this the incredible

You ain't eligible to speak my name

Gotta put respect on it, I ain't playing with you man

This ain't Michael Keaton nigga, Birdman, Birdman

Chris Anderson mohawk been praying on everyone

Who been praying on my fall

I told you I'm more hawk, be Tony get on board

Either way you swimming with the sharks

I went to your crib and turned all your power off nigga

[Verse 4]

This shit is so Swayze, Swayze, Swayze, Sway, Sway, Sway

I got my guard up, 30 on my back

Looking back on my twenties and they all turning black

I put 50 tubs on it, where my real G's at?

This ain't child's play got you crying over silverbacks

Oh, no I won't change up nigga less is uniform

I address 'em enough they'd rather see my jeans torn

Family too strong I don't ever write a wrong

You should always right your wrongs and never leave me alone

[Verse 5]

This shit is so Swayze, Swayze, Swayze, Sway, Sway, Sway

Average listeners will never comprehend this

Like the real reason Draymond Green was suspended

I stand by my words mama told me don't amend shit

Been running for a long time a nigga still ain't winded

But I'm blowing up either way y'all still blowing it