Freedom Of Speech

What, what? Good Sense Uh and I know this shit ain't sweet but it's lovely I gotta get it while the getting good brotha And they always talking that bank shit But them niggas ain't get no money And they always talking that pimp shit but them niggas ain't get no cutty And they stay talking bout that gun shit I lost homeboys to that dumb shit So When you speak that fake shit my nigga I don't feel that But on the real they said im bringing that real back Put a padlock on my style before they steal that Even a Bitch will get you set up where I live at Shit so I don't trust these hoes and that's a fact But Its better safe than sorry so I go in strapped Yeah I'm talking bout my condom and my lama Rule number one is death before dishonor You want the finer things in life, better get to grinding But God damn dog they reachin for my colar And I swear like Mary I don't want no drama Stay high of that marilyn marijuana Cause in my section I will one day never doubt it But for that love of that cash them niggas is riding dog But you can miss me with that fake shit ain't no time for it Barely send 25 niggas is dying They coming for my head they want me dead or alive Uh and it ain't no job most niggas jive But it's all good I'm in the best shape of my life nigga And keep up but only if you can And if you could nigga I speed up I got my first rap check What I do? reup, you know what they say They say good weed will cause amnesia and I know how It go A closed mouth dont eat gotta speak up I got my money clean but my rap sheet is cleana And meanwhile I've been tryna duck them evils Chop it up with dizzle while we smoking on this diesel But they wouldn't care like been the [?] And for that fast money dem niggas hustling like its legal And for the fast money I swear to god that shit get lethal And to my old life, farewell mane cause on the real That shit was living in hell man Oh Good Sense