Quarantined Smoke (Freestyle)

I’m from the corner Where you niggas cannot go F*ck around and play with me I swear my dawg will let blow Big glock to ya head You f*ck around we let it blow Smoke uhm up leave uhm ded We Spread his brain across the floor We on we on we on smoke I don’t care we can link up On the road Handguns Smith & Wesson they gone blow No my dawgs ain’t shy let him know Had to hang the boots 018 I wasn’t with the games Now they say I’m looking leeen I think they know I’m pushing weight Still rolling with felons I’m sorry momma I couldn’t change Still hop in a fast car with my dawg I do the race Swear to god I ain’t stopping I’m sick and tired of catching case We just met uhm dawn My dawg tried slap him in his face I Said f*ck All the contact imma shoot uhm in the face Let my trigger finger tweak And watch them bullet eliminate We on we on we on smoke I don’t care we can link up On the road handguns Smith & Wesson the gone they gone blow No my dawg ain’t shy they uhm know Used to some shoot points But now I point and shoot And make you bleed Ye I’m from the north Lil boy they like to listen When I speak When I tell ehm to go Watch how they gone creep They gone kick down doors Shoot you in yo sleep If yo Momma crying F*ck it we gone pay Her not to speak And if her husband Asking questions Uno we gone have to speak Shoot that f*ck nigga In the face what you didn’t know A corner don’t speak Bullets ripping through Body had knock uhm out his sneaks Cocked one in so Please don’t try Ye quick with the release Was in the Court,field trap Made the jump like 23 Caught an assault case Ye I dropped them bands now I’m free Had to switch my lane Now I’m rapping on the beat Ye I’m repping north side Still got niggas in east Hard head muffucka Used to throw hands In tyt throw it like money may Oh ye I’m knocking out your teeth Better step back lil f*ck boy The right hook’ll make u sleep I’m from the corner Where you niggas cannot go F*ck around and play with me I swear my dawg will let blow Big glock to ya head You f*ck around we let it blow Smoke uhm up leave uhm dead We Spread his brain across the floor We on we on we on smoke I don’t care we can link up On the road Handguns Smith & Wesson the gone they gone blow No my dawgs ain’t shy they let uhm know On gang ASIDE TO THE WORLD AND BACK