HiiiPoWeR Freestyle

[Verse 1: Chubby Jag] Poppa gone, momma crying I just want my daddy, I'm to young to know that momma trying She say that he coming back, but I know that my momma lying I ain't even tripping, look at all this shit my momma buying Naw I ain't lying bro, she keep me laced Give me wads of money just to spend bro, she keep me caked But I done took the wrong steps that shouldn't be retraced I guess that's why I'm preaching now, I'm on my T.D. Jakes Spit now, all my shit sick and I'm the shit now Just trying to rip shit, till I get rich and can sit down That's why I put my faith in no man I'm a couple floors up from y'all, yea I've been on my Bruh man Yea you ever felt like you just had to kill? Ran across that beautiful women that you just had to feel? Sad that you catching a bus and you never had the wheel Whole family starving, no food around and you had to steal? You ever seen a head shot, wig steaming, fiend shaking Big fiending, whole bunch of them kids screaming? I'm just saying niggas praying, I'm fighting them big demons I can see them in my sleep, so I'm fighting for big reason Nigga dying, niggas crying, they sound like a kid teething Shit sleeping for the dead, I'm alive and I'm big breathing Chubby, get me, white powder nigga high power Fuck with niggas that need the coka leaf and buy sour We hurting, so we intoxicated off high flowers Still I was born to cop shit, I'm on my high tower Yea I know niggas that selling hoochies that selling goochie Your pussy won't make me marry you, I'm just telling groupies Yea I fuck with them real niggas, them trill niggas Real ill niggas, that peel triggers and kill niggas I wake up in my hoopin' shoes like I'm off the ball Got me shining like Michael glove I'm off the wall A nigga need the music, I been a fiend for days They fiend for my bars like a smoker that fiends for haze I fiend for money, I won't stop till my team is paid Everybody sparking, niggas marching like the King parade Uh, I don't know Dre I don't know Uncle Snoop If you a nigga uncle, just look out cause that's what uncles do Them certain colors get you slayed round here I know pussy, coke, and weed will get you paid round here All the jobs paying dirt, niggas slaves round here All the churches taking money, can't get saved round here Momma pardon I'm with bitches, I be quick to treat her bad That's unless she's hot and sweet And she like Martin momma biscuits, huh They say I talk about shining too much, I'm often glad Cause if I talk about struggling, I'd be talking sad Niggas cussing as a kid, had me talking bad, talking mad Get it, I be with it if you talking cash And if I ain't running the game, then I'm walking fast You niggas froze in the matrix, my niggas walking past Do this for them bitches showing ass for a living I be in that same bag, I just spas for a living Trash man, all them beats I gotta trash for a living For them homeless people quick to get they lasts for a living Yea, naw I ain't scared of nothing, that's cause I've been afraid That's why I'm yelling crown a nigga, till I'm in the grave Jag