Thugz Mansion Acoustic Freestyle

[Verse 1: Chubby Jag] I've been dreaming a lot, clearly can taste the deal I got the drive now, I learned how to face the wheel Thought I could run from the fake and still erase the real Bring me back to when niggas needed a place to chill I mean place to live, I was that double house Chefin' form, I finally found me a hustle out Man I done been through it all holmes, I've been in debt For stupid shit, I just wish I'd knew how to been the best I've been a vet, I done slept with models that's been in jet Yea I just wish them numbers I got would've been a check But I don't regret shit, I know where I came from Seen a lot of shit growing up and I ain't changed none Niggas a hate on your dreams and try to gas you Jakes gon' turn their face the other way and try to pass you L.A. nigga, just don't let the streets attack you The lifestyle, when niggas bang cause they have to Everybody making a movie, but they just out of film I moved some weight today, but I ain't come out of gym I started styling like Marcus Allen, I'm balling out I got it feeling like the 80's in the colosseum I mean I like where I'm at, but I want a better spot Too many cops around, block is forever hot Yea I put half on weed and put the rest to rock And went to work on them niggas, bumping the best of Pac I never change no, got that from the homie Hov I keep it hunnit', I be damn I play the phonie road They shoulda' told me that the top will be a lonely road Got me freezing from niggas, that did the homie cold Nigga grew up on the block, knew I be good at trapping In a million years, never think that I'd be good at rapping Still on that journey, cause shit is not complete Guess I'm a keep on killing, till shit is obsolete Chubby