Evil Ways Freestyle (feat. Stogie Boogie)

Shit, it's like taking candy from a motherfuckin' baby Look, I got some evil ways Lookin' at my son, I can see my face You niggas in the way I'm doin' everything that y'all niggas ain't do today Wait, let me plead my case You gotta stop livin' like you can't die any day Niggas go cheat, get caught, and lie anyway But anyway, shit, I feel like Eminem on Renegade I generate paper on every day that end with a day The D's got my block hot on a December day I'm goin' for it, pylon an inch away Touchdown, where I'm from, they throwin' arms up Touchdown, Rollie lookin' bust down I'm up, what's up now Put out or shut down These are your options You can't see this my time Then check on your optics Niggas ain't movin' no keys I know all the locksmiths That last fight we had still sit in my conscience Wish I could call up to heaven and put her on conference Like, you left me here to deal with this nonsense Like, I'm goin' nuts and I don't like almonds much I need to do better with family and all this stuff Knowin' I love em, but I don't quite call as much My shooters got the green light like the charge is up Illi Gotti beat the case, no charges stuck We hit the mall and stuff shit in our bags that we never had How could you really be mad Friends turned to foes, that shit really be sad Didn't need no pen and no pad for how I'm feelin' on this Told her, I'm feelin' your lips, she started feelin' on this My nigga Shaq with this shit, cause he be dealin' with bricks You feminine as a bitch, and ain't no way you can switch Keep your head in the game and keep your hands on the blick This shit get wicked as shit The judge tossed him a book like Schillen's tossin' a pitch You step foot in my mind, you might get lost in this bitch Loose lips sink ships, I wouldn't be talkin' to shit You just a little dog, boy, I wouldn't be barkin' at shit Okay, check out the fit, I made ya hoe think I'm rich She grabbed the coke and then sniffed She like, this better than Calvin's shit Gave her banana then split, I gotta get back to the shit You used to be at the top, now they ain't clappin' at shit Your girl used to throw it back, now she ain't clappin' that shit She on the block with us, actin' ratchet and shit Okay, y'all must've forgot niggas got Alzheimer's How you gon' knock up a thot? You niggas all Zions Shorty got nothin' but head, the bitch all Tyra Told him to put up a stack, niggas all quiet Beat him till he look like Kanye off through the wire Love em' while they still here, R.I.P. Anija The haters like, stop the rhymin' and eat your ramen Broke shit, I ain't stoppin' till I go diamond Speakin' of a diamond, my boy pitchin' the rock And it's nothin' he enjoy, my boy itchin' to stop He hit the block with a Glock to put food in that pot And duckin' the law, don't wanna see three hots and a cot No way I just came in, why you gotta leave Saint Nick still puffin' on these Christmas trees My past life a long way from these memories Fireplace eatin' cookies like it's Christmas Eve Me and D-Ruff ridin' like we Swiss and Eve I still see things that you can't believe My dad still gettin' high, he won't stop for me My family one thing that I always need You a rat in his trap, why you chasin' cheese My goals never far, they not hard to reach Roll another leech while I'm takin' peace I buy the home, baby, I don't buy the lease I'm as sharp as a knife or a 90's crease I'm somewhere on the north, my homie on the east I'm somewhere on the north, my homie on the east These west side streets, they a part of me I want my bitch thick, talkin' shit like Angel Reese I was lost in the cold, but I found my heat I want a real girl, not no trick or treat When you step to me, please have some pretty feet You can't be ugly in a sneaky link Thanks for watching