Bars on Freestyle Tsu
Lord me for my sins, I been tainted All them late nights me and them walls got Basquiat with the hammer, plenty pictures I painted Judge the charges, shit, Momma nearly fainted My hood been Iraq, them bricks like the In the kitchen whippin' gravy tryin' to get it for the I say a name if them motherfuckers payed me Remember sittin' in that cell: Jordan and 23 and 1, window blocked so I can't see the sun Push-ups 100 all the way to 1 Just caught another like I ain't just beat a gun Somebody on the trippin', she won't let him see his son Go ahead with your shit, go ahead with your Them niggas that's you hard, me and them don't mix But everybody though, everybody ridin' Out of state out blocks we be slidin' Good on your "welcome home" if you wasn't free me Mind on a mill that wall—hold up, Free Meek Tinted Impalas we pile up for the mission Lord I know I'm contradictin', but I'm prayin' we hit him Wasn't 'bout his mother 'fore we got him but we get him Pray my momma don't ever gotta identify a We rap those things, get clients if your trap don't bling My daughter askin' what them mean Shit, first you feel sad, you feel mad In the like, "What if she want a nigga like her dad?" So I been chill, I been focused on the bag I'm sorry if this ain't the type of that make you dab in that cell, don't know if I'm comin' home or not You hear that close, I still hear that shit lock I'm for my loyalty, still hear them shots Metal cuffs left a mark, allergic to cops And niggas fuck him when he spittin' in the light He fightin' for his life, he even get a kite Shit, all I know is gunplay, I I gotta get it though ask Chris Paul how he let them Clippers go Suckers try to speak and get the face I got a hell date, 'til then eat good, tilapia well-steak Wifey know where I put the cake I'll take a jail case before I a shell-case Leanin' off these Minnesota's, pop another Shit really happen, I don't be rappin', I just the shit This what Newark sound like, nother day nother So I'm usually out of town shoppin' with a Karruche connect with G's, shit me and my guys Gucci Only things that test time, money and couchie He talk to much, you pay attention, play that nigga Bring on the transaction, pull up in a hooptie Pray I it to my destination, niggas tryna do me I gotta hit them hitters, it's gon' be a of duty Be layed blowin' fruity a cutie gettin' chewy While I'm playin' with her cootie, fingers sticky, be gooey Put a bag on head, she'll really line you for a Louie Thank god he survived, doctor stitch him like a Coogie out lurkin', they wonder why I be trippin' Shit, Tsu up, he was in them streets trippin' You know suitcase, trip... that Cops put the pressure, askin' where they sign at day home, I grabbed the "where you find that?" Copped a new watch, can't get the time back Sickenin', a nigga never get to spit again Momma keep sayin' pray, but Momma, I think He listenin' Why should he I be like a reaper with that hoodie down Tell cuz hit the lights, let me out, pull Work time, I might make a if you let me No designer, we can't put in work in Louie or Too wild, that's why they open to sign me only red bottoms 'cause I stepped over the body I'd die for this goon gang, with these grips out Think we eatin' Chinese them chopsticks out Keep the work at what's-her-name crib, she a brick Cuz took the wrong pill, fucked and tripped out Almost rapped about the body, nigga got a mouth and caught another bid, baby momma dipped out Light the up and you burn it Old head said if you don't know it then you it Work like opening doors: get the key, it Upgrade the side bitch status, man she it practicin' patience, few dead faces in the basement Relationship 'cause of statements Timin' on the is like "fuck it, man, take it" Bands at my lil bitch crib, we bank it And I can't get none of them homies body the dirt Left real niggas in that building, shit hurt Life funny like that, in a skirt But rest in the old me, put it on a shirt If that ain't what you 'bout, nigga why you write it? Don't glorify shit, we just really indicted We really caught cases, really got Was quarantined, days playin' spades with the And cuz fightin' trial them charges won't drop Prostration gettin' darker, he been heavy on Pay attention to character, out for the plot Only eat the family, you food if you not And cold winters, gotta keep warm, the norm Attempt mean they caught him workin' on his form Big body truck stash box, If we when I see him I got somethin' for him
Some lil father never told him Gotta know you should hold him, when to fold him If that's lil bro then nigga mold him He only know the shit you showed him They be paintin' a story that be all Them niggas on Twitter, all caps Start to see your true colors, I fall back phone 15 minutes "yo I'll call back" How I don't about the real when I live it? Do you cop or do you roll the dice knowin' you did it? Landlord the whip: first you own it, then you it (tenant) Man, she seen me, she cried 15 minutes Ain't no niggas cry, no bitches hurtin' You start to realize you livin' for the person They said I comin' back I heard when I came back Once you you can't change back When it's to ride, where your gang at? seen my daughter in like a year, shit explain that Safe for the money but I put this pain at? Safe for the but... look, ayo
Ask the opps, they real enough to you that I let it go Everybody go shit, you hold it down, don't let it show hairs and messy bun, can't seem to tell her no If I don't make it, I'm hittin' the block I find hood, shipment and shop Maybe Trey Young givin' a shot First you ... you ... I'm just [...] I know some Akhis with some bodies I'm sendin' salat It's like the count rise when the temperature drop Get niggas out your circle, they ain't with you you crop Get niggas—
Shout out to them niggas that never played me [?] I can spit, some gotta go to the with me Nightmare, said she felt the call, played with me up in a cold sweat, bad bitch layed with me Bands on her Monclear, lil bitch from her out the state for a minute, I got her mind clear And never did nothin' I had to Niggas shade, see you out, try and lap you Standin' to you but I lapped you Don't judge him when he comfortable, 'bout what he adapt to Old put me on game, it made sense Caught his case in 98, he ain't home since Told me I should learn my from him, shit real He in that fed jumper in the on a pill This world shit, light the blunt, take a dab It's they don't understand it if it don't make 'em dab Few on a bag, more bands on a bag Every man for theyself, I learned that my dad And bitches ain't shit, that from my ex You gotta let it breathe, learned that the TEC money on a vest, hit that nigga in his neck Only thing I put my name on was a check Real shit, no cut, probably never win a Grammy Too busy chasin' bandies I beat another case, know they can't stand me My lawyer at my daughter now, he family Got somethin' for him if he think a candy Paranoia got me sleepin' with this Waka like Shit, commissary summer dogs the MAC The day I got locked keep playin' My been stressin', his codefendant a rat The old-head what he was way back he slipped through the cracks Dope on his back, I believe him If don't check you when you down you don't need 'em just lost trial, he ain't never leavin' The cops burned down him, bad bitch boof him D's did he lie 'em? did he truth 'em? Made niggas poof and I ain't Lonzo Ball, my daddy wasn't proud of my You gotta it, shit happen in these fake streets his candles while he dead how you make beef And everybody ain't where them apes eat Hit the with the retainer like straight teeth half of what you see, none of what they tellin' you Go and dab it on your tongue what these niggas you And gotta make it back home without dog you Seen catch opps down at main medical Had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy We was bumpin' Hov, morning on that stove Why he talk real shit? life a card game, this just what we deal with I motivate who ain't got it Than talk about these we be runnin' up Like niggas get it and just forget when they was up These was expensive, why I'm gon' it? Why I'm off for her? She can't even pronounce it can't afford keys, get some ounces Monopoly: you get a telly you get houses My cougar bitch do estate, she sell cribs My bitch d—