x2] Fresh... Fresh...
[Verse 1: Casey I like 100 mill but you know it take time You rappers ain't fly as me but I respect you You don't no real music, I don't expect if you sign Got bad in my circle, got my main chick on my line Young nigga movin, time is money we waste time Back in high she did the homework, man is she fine Niggas hatin on me, they don't like the way I shine Started, started grip, damn man that's a She fell in love with the boy, the songs, the girl's lovin the boy Came with concept cause she always tryna fuck with the boy Shawty ain't bout no I don't even think she makin with the boy She just the police Always be a boy This ho really put trust in a boy So I chill, just bump my boys That's a scam, I do not fuck with you boy Don't yo mechanic, I go to the dealer Pay you owe her you gon get a visit I even wanna slam Pull up in new shit, that's 4 hoes, Fresh Veggies Try shit on me, oh man goddamn She try to on me, I'm going in for that slam Let's around with these bands
I em... We got it man Yea, Fresh 100 Ah man get it
[Verse 2: Rockie I know where my mind goin I don't know where these bitches going I that the one I got is bad she bad but does that mean that she a keeper? Ayo a lot of these fans be some You see I always had lines that's And even though some people always get em I pack em and I ship em and I turned into a killer cause I couldn't be the victim One of the hottest in my city cuz I drop grateful, Lord I'm thankful that I'm not them I keep it chill, don't let them niggas the street shit I'm on my seven countries in a week shit And a quarterback and treat it like it's cheap shit They think fly but Rockie Fresh is known to flee flick Run it, I don't they ready Flow so heavy, fuck around and break a This world's so deadly so I'm livin for the I do it how she want it, her tat my name on it She love my energy, Redbull, I her wings Designer and bags and other nice things Fight for my position way before the bell I hope it's bout some money time my phone rings They try to hold me down but from the ground I spring Let's roll one up and make a toast, the young is living like