Angel Cry freestyle

Yep It's Dirty I'm in my bag nigah I ain't talking No Birkin no man bag I'm on my shit Seen on the beat 4406 shit Let work (Huh) Aye Riding late nights And we looking for our enemies (Enemies enemies) Nine times out of Ten Somebody might get shot (Gun shot gun shot) Riding late nights And we looking for our enemies (Enemies enemies) Nine times out of Ten Somebody might get shot This one for the nigahs That be ready to ride This one for the nigahs That ain't ready to die At least the hook that is Me I'm just tryna get a bigger crib Me I'm just tryna show my nigahs How to live Screaming r.i.p To my nigahs ain't here For real though I'm just tryna touch a mil Plus a hundred mil though These nigahs ain't for real They just a bunch of weirdos For real I done see it all Now I want it all (What) I done came from nothing Now I want something (What) But you can catch my nigahs Climbing out the dungeon Stacking up money Serving up onions Swear these people talking Always telling on something You the people coming When you know That they coming (Blow) Yelling man down Yeah we got that man down You can come and get a pack That put you and Your man down First you was my biggest hater You my biggest fan now That's crazy I can never be lazy Dirty dancing on the beat Call me Dirty Swayze When I order rice You know I order the gravy And my circle small Many cannot betray me I can spot a snake It's no way You gone snake me Okay Riding with my nigahs though Got damn we lost the light You know what it's like To go and cop some gas It look good But it ain't taste right We can get you right Said you haven't Slept in a while I bet you sleep tonight Said you haven't ate in a while I bet you eat tonight This the type of shit That'll give you A crazy appetite This the type of shit That let you Look into the afterlife This the type of shit That make you Grab your pen And write tonight For real It's Dirty