Bricks Freestyle

She a geek like Don't even know she a tweak right You don't even know she a treesh Got caught in the Stu obscene Like shorty was bugged off the lean Had niggas rocked up in her spleen I know that yall think that I'm mean But this is real life just tryinna live my dream Niggas told me I never and wouldn't do it Had to push past the pain and keep getting to it Get the bag! That's all that I plan on doing. Niggas mad and they shot tryinna make me lose it Nobody gonna blur my vision tho You can try but you never gon finish tho Bitches swear they never would see me grow In New York on the streets we was getting low In New York these niggas would duck and blow Like Smalls on St James he was getting low Like Nova knows nothing but live and blow Like when pop was alive he wanted all the smoke Like biggie a bitch really love the dough Like get the dough that's all that im loving for And my daughter she gonna be one of those One of those in New York but with money tho You niggas is shot it's a wrap for that No lie can't get close to my cootie cat Pull up to the Stu in all black that's facts But not on no gang shit I'm new to that Had to get off my ass and start getting to it Young bitch from the X I was going through it I seen more than you bitches seen more than Loui I seen niggas get shot for just walking through it Through the jungle where nobody gives a f*ck Growing up the kids had to live and duck From bullets that wasn't even meant for us But they was shooting at parks had to run and duck Had to run before they hit one of us Thank god my gramie would pray for us Pray away all the pain that was chasing us In that jungle where karma be catching up Got kids in the streets with gats on em I wanna be one of the kids with racks on em Young bitch with nothing but racks on her Nice clothes and nothing but racks on her Im not just chasing the bag im running to it More money to get, saint Laurent and loui In New York that's where niggas turning up With a moncleezy vest and my hoodie up I just want yall to know I don't give a f*ck Regardless of what imma turn it up In the Stu so I could be living up W my daughter so we could be living up Like a thousand a week is just not enough Like My 2-12 not adding up All the work I put in for a thousand bucks Might put it in music to start coming up Like momma I promise to turn it up Hunger pains in the stomach we was out of luck For you and my sister I'm turning up You my daughter my sister this all for us And for you bitches that wanna get it up Just know that now I keep ratchets tucked I'm not looking for problems yall pulling up But just know if yall do I'm not letting up Remember school bully had beat me up Ya weight ya size its not adding up But spin back I got something planned for ya Spin back I got something planned for you