Oh Well

[Intro: Yo Gotti]

I give them real shit every time

Man I just don't get it

Know what i'm saying?

Niggas learned the game from me

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]

I'm the one that gave you  [?]

I got nothing to lie about

Gambling in these streets

Until you fuck around and crap-out

Gave them real shit

Told them real shit

Got personal in them verses

They say the truth will hurt you

Oh well..

Oh well..

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]

Little kids in the hood

They look up to a nigga

Don't know I served they momma

And daddy cooked up with a nigga (For real)

Big brother shot them pistols

And got booked up with a nigga

Real niggas do real things

We was bumping Jigga for real..

(man they say the streets is watching)

Bumping Jigga for real...

[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]

Lost one, lost two, and lost three

Hope my youngins kill whoever kills me

(I'm talking murder)

I went to copping

End up getting that shit for free

Got the print, popping xans

Damn near OD'd

Went against the hood

Fell out with the OGs

Cuz I didn't follow the structure

About  some shit I didn't believe

(And we supposed to be getting money nigga

Let's get money

If we ain't getting money what we doing?)

[Verse 4: Yo Gotti]

Look, I don't claim colors

I got blood brothers

I got real niggas

They like my blood brothers

You got fake homies

They your club buddies

And when the money gone

That's when it get ugly

Yeah, life's scary

Them hitters temporary

Who gon' push that 1, collect that call (beep)

Take care of commissary?

Who gon' make that visit every Sunday?

You know that Fed time mandatory

Who gon' pay them lawyers?

Who gon' write them letters?

Who gon' raise them kids?

Who gon' be there for ya?

Hoes ain't got no patience

You know what you facing

That's too many years

You know that hoe ain't waiting

What happened to your partner and them?

Ya'll was so 100 (squad)

You know them niggas out there making money

Ain't send you nothing

He was supposed to be your co-defendent

But he went to state

Same nigga

Y'all ate off the same plate

Oh well..

Oh well..

(See I keep trying to tell these niggas man

The same nigga that with you everyday

Gonna be the same nigga that

Gonna fuck your whole life up)

[Verse 5: Yo Gotti]

Look, I could give you niggas lectures all day

How to hustle all the motherfucking way

See there's laws to this motherfucking game

New money but the laws stay the same

Fairwell..

You don't listen..

Oh well...

They expect us to fail...

[?]

Oh well..

You don't care of your family or you do