OG
Joell Ortiz Lyrics


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(Hesami)

I wake up feeling different, back stiffened
Joints cracking, snapping I mean listen
Some days I don't wanna get out my bed at all
They got me on a Statin, I'm rapping wit high cholesterol
I would fuck bitches on the edge of the bed and fall off
Then keep fucking on the floor, but not anymore
Nowadays just the smell of Henny and my head is sore
A night out is dinner with the wife and Pinot Noir
Got a nice little crib out in Jers', I'm in the burbs
No more roaches, Deers and birds
Sitting in my backyard while I write this shit
Pool cover over the water 'til it get nice and shit
Thinkin' 'bout them project nights I'd ignite the fifth
Now I gotta Glock 48 that I fire legit
Think twice before you run up wit that okey doke
'Cause my wife got the Sig, case you want the smoke
I 'member when home was looking through the peephole
Hoping the police don't kick in my do', reach fo'
They weapon and use lethal force on me and my people
Now I'm in Home Depot looking for a Gazebo
I was in them streets like Rico
But the boy from Puerto Rico ain't get caught up in the RICO
It was OD package anytime I moved the diesel
Not it's O.G status, new ways to move the needle

A young one in the slums
Where you ain't 'posed to live beyond twenty-one
They look at us as just numbers
On our way to being six feet under
But every now and then one of us escapes
And gets to live a life from outside the gates
God had big plans for lil' old me
Salute to those who get to be a OG

I buried friends when they was lil' kids
Too young to fully comprehend just what living is
Where I'm from we celebrate those who did a bid
Stripes get earned when fire burns and you split a wig
We ain't born evil, just is what it is
When it's nothing in the fridge to stick to ya ribs
I member my clique sitting in the crib
Drawing straws to do sticks and get bricks like 3 Little Pigs
Some a call that surviving but hey
If one of those went wrong I ain't rhyming today
I don't get to save somebody else that's finding they way
Out the place you never get to live but you dying to stay
This Azad on my wrist is tough
I wear it over the scar where my wrist was cuffed
All my real niggas listen up
You'll always love ya hood
But when you leave you won't miss it much

A young one in the slums
Where you ain't 'posed to live beyond twenty-one
They look at us as just numbers
On our way to being six feet under
But every now and then one of us escapes
And gets to live a life from outside the gates




God had big plans for lil' old me
Salute to those who get to be a OG

Overall Meaning

In "OG," Joell Ortiz reflects on his journey from a gritty upbringing in the slums to a more stable and successful life. He starts by describing the physical toll his lifestyle has taken on him, waking up feeling different and dealing with health issues like high cholesterol. He acknowledges that his reckless behavior in the past, such as engaging in casual sexual encounters, has changed as he has matured. Now, he focuses on spending quality time with his wife and enjoying a more comfortable lifestyle in the suburbs.


While reminiscing about his previous life in the projects, Joell Ortiz contrasts it with his current situation. He highlights the irony of now sitting in his backyard, writing lyrics, and reflecting on the dangerous nights he used to experience. He no longer has to worry about police raids or violence. Instead, he finds himself contemplating the purchase of a gazebo at Home Depot.


Joell Ortiz also discusses the influence of his environment on his behavior. He acknowledges that growing up in a tough neighborhood leads many to an early death. However, he celebrates those who manage to escape the cycle and live a life outside the confines of the slums. He experienced the loss of friends at a young age, yet he survived and was able to pursue a career in music. Ultimately, he recognizes that leaving his old neighborhood behind doesn't mean forgetting it entirely; there will always be love for his roots, but he doesn't yearn to return.


Line by Line Meaning

I wake up feeling different, back stiffened
Every morning I wake up with a sense of change and my body aching


Joints cracking, snapping I mean listen
My joints make cracking sounds, indicating the wear and tear I've experienced


Some days I don't wanna get out my bed at all
There are days when I feel so low that I don't want to get out of bed


They got me on a Statin, I'm rapping wit high cholesterol
I have high cholesterol, which requires me to take Statin medication and it affects my ability to rap


I would fuck bitches on the edge of the bed and fall off
In the past, I engaged in casual sexual encounters, but now I've changed my ways


Then keep fucking on the floor, but not anymore
I used to continue the sexual activity on the floor, but I've left that behind now


Nowadays just the smell of Henny and my head is sore
Just the aroma of Hennessy alcohol gives me a headache these days


A night out is dinner with the wife and Pinot Noir
My idea of a night out is having dinner with my wife and enjoying a bottle of Pinot Noir wine


Got a nice little crib out in Jers', I'm in the burbs
I have a pleasant home in New Jersey, residing in the suburbs


No more roaches, Deers and birds
I no longer have to deal with roaches or wild animals like deer and birds in my surroundings


Sitting in my backyard while I write this shit
I find solace in my backyard as I write my lyrics


Pool cover over the water 'til it get nice and shit
I cover the pool with a pool cover until the weather becomes nicer


Thinkin' 'bout them project nights I'd ignite the fifth
Reflecting on the nights in the projects where I would start a fight or cause trouble


Now I gotta Glock 48 that I fire legit
Nowadays, I possess a Glock 48 handgun that I use responsibly


Think twice before you run up wit that okey doke
I advise others to carefully consider their actions and not attempt any tricks or deceit


'Cause my wife got the Sig, case you want the smoke
My wife possesses a Sig Sauer firearm in case someone wants to start a conflict


I 'member when home was looking through the peephole
I recall the times when I was cautious and had to spy through the peephole of my home


Hoping the police don't kick in my do', reach fo'
I hoped that the police wouldn't forcefully enter my home and escalate the situation


They weapon and use lethal force on me and my people
The police might have used their weapons and resorted to lethal force against me and the people I care about


Now I'm in Home Depot looking for a Gazebo
Nowadays, I find myself in Home Depot searching for a gazebo to enhance my backyard


I was in them streets like Rico
I used to be heavily involved in the street life, similar to the character Rico from the movie Scarface


But the boy from Puerto Rico ain't get caught up in the RICO
Although I come from Puerto Rico, I managed to avoid getting entangled in organized crime activities referred to as RICO


It was OD package anytime I moved the diesel
I used to handle large quantities of drugs, especially diesel, whenever I was involved in the drug trade


Not it's O.G status, new ways to move the needle
Nowadays, I've reached the status of an experienced individual in my field, finding innovative methods to achieve success


I buried friends when they was lil' kids
I had to attend the funerals of my friends who passed away at a young age


Too young to fully comprehend just what living is
They were too young to grasp the true essence and challenges of life


Where I'm from we celebrate those who did a bid
In the environment I come from, we honor and respect those who have served time in prison


Stripes get earned when fire burns and you split a wig
One gains respect and recognition when they show bravery and violence, inflicting harm on others


We ain't born evil, just is what it is
We aren't inherently evil, but our circumstances and experiences shape who we become


When it's nothing in the fridge to stick to ya ribs
When there is no food in the refrigerator to satisfy our hunger


I member my clique sitting in the crib
I remember my group of friends gathering in a house


Drawing straws to do sticks and get bricks like 3 Little Pigs
We would draw straws to determine who would be responsible for obtaining and distributing drugs like the characters in 'The Three Little Pigs'


Some a call that surviving but hey
Some people consider these actions as a means of survival, but hey


If one of those went wrong I ain't rhyming today
If any of those drug-related activities went awry, I wouldn't be here rapping today


I don't get to save somebody else that's finding they way
I don't have the opportunity to help others who are struggling to find their own path


Out the place you never get to live but you dying to stay
They want to escape the environment where they are unable to truly live and thrive, despite their desire to stay


This Azad on my wrist is tough
The Azad watch on my wrist is durable and resilient


I wear it over the scar where my wrist was cuffed
I proudly wear the watch over the scar left from being handcuffed


All my real niggas listen up
I urge all my loyal friends and allies to pay attention


You'll always love ya hood
You will always have affection for your neighborhood and the people in it


But when you leave you won't miss it much
However, once you move away, you won't have a strong longing or attachment to it


A young one in the slums
Referring to a young individual growing up in impoverished and harsh living conditions


Where you ain't 'posed to live beyond twenty-one
In such circumstances, one isn't expected to survive past the age of twenty-one due to various dangers


They look at us as just numbers
Society sees individuals like us as mere statistics or insignificant entities


On our way to being six feet under
We are often on a path leading to our own graves


But every now and then one of us escapes
Occasionally, one of us manages to break free from the cycle of despair


And gets to live a life from outside the gates
They are able to experience life beyond the boundaries of their previous environment


God had big plans for lil' old me
God had significant plans and purpose for someone as seemingly insignificant as myself


Salute to those who get to be a OG
I pay tribute to those who have the opportunity to become an original gangster and gain respect in their communities




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Written by: Joell Christopher Ortiz

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Mello Music Group

NEW JOELL ORTIZ + L'ORANGE ALBUM COMING AUG 11th ----> https://orcd.co/signaturelp

MrTraveller

This is it right here.
The formula, resurgence & way to hear Joell in 2023. Gonna get the album ๐Ÿ’ฟ 8/11, 23

MrTraveller

Just preordered the new 8/11 album ๐Ÿ’ฟ on Apple Music

MrTraveller

Thanks Joell
REAL

DP

Why not on Amazon Music?

MrTraveller

Listened to this NEW OG Track several times on repeat waking up / walking to Boxing ๐ŸฅŠ class.
Itโ€™s classic already.

Excited to hear the album ๐Ÿ’ฟ love the vibe

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Sean Grant #stormpinball

Super strong on all levels. Beat is fire, lyrics are clean, clear, well-written and fully on-point. True artists do it for the love and take pride in their work, and this is a perfect example of that,

Decon Blu

Truth

Damon Siegiel

How Ortiz gonna write and perform 88 percent of my life in 1 verse ๐Ÿ˜‚ shit never disappoints only stays on point!

Logan Nordby

Quality!

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