Freestyle

Yeah This for them robbers, this for them jackals, this for them smackers, yeah This for all my trappers, yeah This for all my hustlers Slam one off the glass If a n***a try to f*ck with us Alley-oop, I pass We don't care whoever control the ride We already control the block Gettin' off and duckin' cops That's why we don't have no opps We done fucked up all the bops We done fucked up all the spies They don't wanna see us on top Juicy fuckin' up the trap He meet them n****s, close they shop I'm just postal on that corner I'm postal on that ugly block I'm postal where it's dirty, ayy Walk around with pills in my socks But I don't ever talk to no cops I'm just tryna catch all the pops I'm just tryna shoot to the top I'm just reachin' all to the guap I'm just runnin' hard to the guap I'm just goin' hard for the guap Not just tryna take a n***a out I just gotta hustle through the drought Hoes always tryna bam out But I already know what that's bout She done went and found somethin' out I done hit that hoe at the house Speakin' on my name for some clout Pussy n****s always spill a talk And they be always runnin' their mouth But I'm still hit the hoe if I wanna I'm still smokin' gas, I'm a goner I'm still poppin' 2's, I'm a goner I'm still poppin' 200's, I'm a goner All a n***a smoke is the best Backwards punch a n***a chest I might just start droppin' checks Can't be bought for fraud, not a rap I ain't really never had the cap I gave your hoe the text And that's just facts, not a flex You already know I'm up next N***a, this some art, not no rap And I been stopped sellin' weed You already know I'm low-key I be gettin' punches for the free You already know I cooked up the sauce Yeah, I'm forever gon' eat I don't know why these n****s always hate But I'ma still drop my songs And I'ma still rip the beat Do it all by myself I don't need no industry Make your bitch to the knees Make your bitch to the knees N***a shootin' like curry I got limitless range And a n***a bustin' R3s Slammin' one off the glass If a n***a try to f*ck with us I look up at the pads We don't care whoever control the rock We already control the flock Gettin' off and duckin' cops That's why we don't have no ops We done fucked up all the bops We done fucked up all the spots They don't wanna see us on top Jersey fuckin' up the trap He made them n****s close they shop I'm just posted on that corner I'm posted on that ugly block I'm posted where it's dirty