[Verse 1 - no signs of letting up Still kick you in the head like I You on the of getting up No mercy, Cobra Kai, Cobra Deadly venom spitting, n-ggas just a I'm living the worthy capturing on camera, documented How one of the lives was deaded How I up in the drop, how I rolled up that sticky How I rolled with them women, player, no sippin' How I f*ck to sleep? How I up out the building when I was finished Keep it G, them n-ggas not they muthaf-cking house of mirrors Not the image, I'm on that Popeye spinach Mama mai-tai sippin, she loves a n-gga But now she trying different Windy Bulls, mention the Nets, wool jackets and sweats, Scottie Pippens My description, of that fuzzy green prescription if I said that I isn't If you looking for that I is him All eyes in direction, a burden and a blessing
[Freddie Reporting live from the pad Breakfast here: two titties, two and a turkey bacon sandwich 2 seeds with eggs and jelly My hoes they rarely pop p-ssy, They put off in my on Pirellis '82 edition Spotters body squatting on Rather be counting stacks than in the county, washing the dishes Or drawers in the pen ? I had to go pay the correct officer to walk him in money on debt, come at my neck Plus that boy that same place where him ? where he slept I eternal rest, sign up and be a subscriber The price of life thats so high that I make sure I stay higher Stay with the purp out of as deep as needles They run in the just like I play quarterback for the eagles Rando in the mic a 'Fore I picked up mic I was hitting licks Did dirt plenty disciples I'm gang bang affiliated, federal investigated, self All my co-conspirators catching I got straight out of and I made it at home ? But I got the balls to clear up all of my altercations faces with operations, closed casket console Tryna make million dollars, f-ck a downloads But if that the same, smash it up and give me my change I made a lane up in this so n-ggas goin' remember the name Gibbs ho, two bitches cooking in the crib hoe Still push a bucket but I ride it a Benz hoe Tryna a bridge ho, to slanging raps, from slanging weight Said the Fred the new age ? call me face