Defining an O.G.: From the Streets to the Penitentiary

So sounds to me like you had in your mind the definition of what an O G. Is. Is that what you were looking at with Mr. King? Most definitely. Express that a little bit for me. I know he was an OG. I know I’m an OG. So I gotta pull another OG up, right? I can’t leave him down. I turn my back on. You know, there’s a bond here. There’s a bond there. Yeah. You know? So now tell the audience for me how you would define an O G. A O G. Speaking about myself, I went through the ranks. I went through all the trials and tribulations to be able to call myself an O G. No faking, right? Like you hear my man here say, I’ve been through it. I was stabbed nine times. Pay attention. Right? Um, so I paid my dues, right? You know, in the streets. Uh, before I went to the penitentiary, I was rich. I owned a 17 room mansion, five cars and a boat. Had 30 women in that lifestyle throughout that. Their career. I mean, I just went through the ranks, right? And, uh, never wavering