25 Freestyle

1 Time for the real niggas (Aye) 2 Times for the killas that'll drill sum Can't be focused on these bitches tryna steal from me I was running on the block seen them pigs coming They all claiming that they real, Ian hear from em Only show up for the meal, leave em real hungry Cousin died up in the field, catching chills from it When we catch em he gone squeal, hollow tear drumming (Bwah) Ain't the same amount of pain when ya dog die Blood dripping on ya shirt, looking tied eye Interrogation I ain't talking, bitch my tongue tied Never lacking bust his brains, if I feel tried Well that's how it go When you running with the gang gotta stand on all toes Feeling iffy bouta nigga, bet not keep ya mouth closed Be the main nigga, when it's time too drill he done froze (Damn) Hopped fresh up out the streets too this rap shit Know this smoke it's all free, get ya wrapped quick Ain't no back and forth beef, I don't rap diss Luh bro know how too squeeze, he gone blast his Industry that shit weak, just some rap shit If it's beef than keep it street, they on apps quick I been on it since a shorty, shit be catfish Tryna get atleast a 40, for appearance Crime rate steady rising, come and take mines I been itching for a killing, since luh foe died Bring the bitch up out a nigga, when the Mac fly He a pussy but no cat, he got one live I can teach you little niggas how too survive Don't be getting in ya feelings, when a bitch lie Stop cappin to yo people, tell ya real life If you ain't street, just keep the peace or you gone die (Shit crazy man, I really made it to 25) (I'm all in with this music shit on the guys) (Long live the ones who ain't get too see the aging) (Y'all names living on as long as I'm paper chasing) (Real shit) 1 Time for the real (Uh, uh) 1 Time for the real niggas (Yeah) 1 Time for the real (Uh, uh) 2 Times for the killas that a drill sum (I can't believe I made it too 25)