Oklahoma born and bred frybread fed Hustle game price paid bled, land of the red Opposition tryin to take my spot. Im on the edge 405 where im resting my head I rep the dead Trail of tears seminole creek click is tribe deep. Got my brotha from another mother hustlers never sleep Native ink with another scheme plottin time to creep Got u sukkas wonderin why dem boys dirty like some cleets. Scandelous makin moves, we on it and still reppin Keep that weapon kept in steppin when u sukkas act like flexin. Chin checkin wreckin those in this game That try to threaten On this come up yes we crept in. Got the bag jus accept it. Got love for my people and fam that seen the struggle Still with me to this day. Even helped me flex  muscle. No relaxin burst ur bubble. Born and raised jus to hustle. Ima jack of all trades get the stack and make it double. Now its time to grind. My city thats how we does it. Fuck it bro the O we do it legal or thug it. Grimy ones in the dark the shadows thats quick to bust it. Knuckle up on you punks. Dont make me go grab the musket. Parking lot pimpin cadillac dippin and cutlass hoppin Dickied up hair braided we on it and keeps it poppin. Got these hits steady droppin pow wow it or we be stompin. 49 it in the back of the fields thats how on it Cooks outs BBQin outcooking all you fools Domino on that ass you knockin refuse to lose On mic we be droppin so hot got u confused How these boys from O gon be so mothafuckin cool. Right right. Love my city diverse and keeps it Rugged Tight tight every verse we be kickin and hustle pluggin. We even those hatas thats hatin and always muggin Mad at me cuz fams livin comfy no more discussion.