Right Back Freestyle

The hate real but the love realer It feel good to be a rich nigga Wake up to money Go to sleep to a bitch OT every month From the 1st to the 5th If I ever need it Get the work off the strength Treat em like 6th man 1st on the bench Boy I really sit with the bosses So high like I really sit on them Horses Death in the air Smell the stench from the corpses Niggas cut throat Leave the blood on the portrait Im just a A1 nigga with the sauce Y'all niggas spend bands on your Cloth You the middleman Go get your boss Talking all that fly shit That style ain't yours Hold onnnn I be in my own drip tho Still got drugs in the whip tho Big growth, you on the same shit tho Ya Wins low , change up ya pitch bro You a lame that's something ya bitch Know Ya wrist glow cus ya lil bro big bro I was Putting up numbers off of Selling Trees Made them petty crack dealers Wanna sell some weed Niggas starting touching Ps tryna F*ck wit me I ain't never f*ck wit em cus I stay Sucka free! If I ever took ya bitch, she aint fuckin Leave Call her no legs, she stay on her Fucking knees Go against me boy that's a fuckin Breeze Flyer than a butterfly, Sting like them Fucking bees I was 17 in the county Got popped selling weed they know About me Police ran down I was outtie Hold onnn what would your trap b Without me? Showed em how to get it Fuckin build credit Young nigga F*ck a old head then I dead it Yea I might eat the cake Thats my little Debbie Said I might eat the cake That's my lil Debbie I no longer have feelings For any of my past women Now a days I laugh at em Niggas just laugh with em Yall do a lot of haha & keke But when I come around Ya face own when u see me Fucking all my old bitches cus niggas Wanna be me But they could neva be me I'm like Jordan, 2 3peats Yea I'm still on that bullshit nigga Neva worried bout a bitch I still Could hit Shoutout my nigga Fif We was just a git, getting money in The 5th Then I came back Fucked the game up like a glitch Ever since I came off the porch My momma knew Id be a pimp Kept me a bitch Then my name switched Niggas call me Mac I was raised in the trap Got knock in the wood Then I went to the sack Ran up them numbers Then I came right back ! Niggas know where I'm at Englewood Where everything is good Leave my city I don't ever think I Could