Miles Freestyle

Blacking out, sippin' liquor till I'm gone Toting guns that shouldn't be drawn Backing out, different route, all for that paper and that clout Like, what's this life really about Yeah, the people doubt, when the fans go shout Let me out, I roll the dice, the ace of spades Ice and blades, can't see through the smoke grenades Crashin' planes, sunshine on my brain No time to refrain, no more souls that's left in vain Say my name, I ain't playin Shootin' shots, got threes on my name Never switchin', I'ma stay the same I'm in the truth, never f*ck with lame Wild bitch, need a game No more games, forget their names On to different things, switchin' things Yeah, what's the truth Livin' proof I spit fire through the wire But this shit is Bluetooth I'm gettin' loose, sippin' gin and juice Hop up in the coupe, where's Snoop? I'm still dreaming Redeem it, what's right 3.30 at night, no more time for light Aight I'm still dreaming