Doomsday Freestyle

Here I go, placing up again, put on my mask and start another run, huh, act two, it was all pros, thought I'm countin' up a hundred with a chain, made it all good, act three, I stopped believin', niggas, like Stevie Wonder, if it ain't about no money, I ain't seein' niggas, and I ain't always gotta be with niggas, it only take one call for them to come and put the B in business free baby chasin', that's a real member, I remember ridin' through the ghetto when the Buick threw the whole winner, all business, V-Law and I ain't got one friend, sold so many hips, then upgraded to the dope man, new purse, designer white, look like a snowman, he bleed how I bleed, so I ain't fearin' no man, Glock got a kick, shoot this bitch with both hands, my sister a whoop, your sister ass with her whole friend, she hit mamas too, you need some more friends, paper gettin' real, no low bars from Lindsey Lohan, caught me broke once, I messed up, get some more bands, bitch too thick she make it clap, ain't usin' no hands, I'm my mama's only son, I'm the youngest boss, everyday can't be no great day, so nigga, take that lost kid on his way home, them crackers bout to let him up, niggas ain't your niggas, so that's why I chose the paper roll, throw me in that jungle full of wolves, I bet I'll make it out, just told me get the money, f*ck them niggas, take the safe I told this ho go be in Princess, she bought a pink Glock, lotion in that cell while you alone to make your feet hot, and if you had to pay, all the COs was big thots, and watch your close to mommas, cause the close ones be big thots, and I know you love your girl, but let her go cause she a big thot, hustle on my old, my brother's right there at the pit stop, nowadays they make you shoot first and ask questions later, put a bag on your head, they goin' crazy for the paper, put a bag in her hand, she goin' crazy, I can't save her, she like, what it mean to keep a bitch, you dealin' with a player these hoes get dick, and they don't know how to act, watch out for them boys, I heard they ride around this couch, pop out at your gang, they got me sittin' in the back, jersey with me 23, but I got six left in the strap, they keep callin' me LeBron, but I got Kobe in this map, f*ck that bitch, I fucked a friend she mad, I won't text her back, huh, huh, huh, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, I won't text her back huh, huh, huh, huh, I can't text her back, I can't text her back, yeah, I won't text her back