Freestyle

[Verse] Real nigga, self made, that's straight up I don't walk in the door 'til them niggas pay up Niggas start trippin' We bust, they duck, they run, they stuck, they homie hit, they fucked Nigga, that's how it go in the hood Mike see the hood, hit up on the store in the hood You can catch me on the 8 or on the 4 in the hood On the bike runnin' from the popos in the hood Went months without cable 'cause my momma wasn't able Now I'm stacking paper, tryna sign the homies to the label Niggas stay hatin' and I stay bangin' I never gave a fuck or caught fades in my braces The game is so basic You probably think it's complicated 'Cause most of these niggas mindsets is discombobulated My bad, sorry for the big ass words Flyin' on jets that look like big ass birds I fuck with gangsters, strippers, rich ass nerds Nigga, this that herb Let me hit that purp That bitch you wit', I hit that first I heard your girl from the flip, yeah that bitch got burnt Half of these niggas lyin' 'bout all the niggas they murked I'm a G 'til I'm buried six feet under the dirt Yeah, my momma all sad that I'm never at home And my daddy all happy that I'm finally on Pushaz Ink, all I know is Pushaz Ink to the dome I got shooters, them niggas only think with the chrome I'll sneak in your home Yup, I used to be a flock boy I grew up breaking the rules 'cause I was listenin' to Hot Boys, bitch