Check'a Fred - Check'afied

Yeah
It's that Check'afied mixtape
Checkerboard squad we the best gang out here man
You already know who it is
No you don't, so Ima tell you real quick
Uh

Yeah they thought that I was down and out
Always hearing s**t from the word of mouth
If I'm killing n****s with my lyrics can they count the s**t as a murder count
I be spitting fire that's never burning out
I'm working 9 to 5 you sleeping on the couch
If none of y'all ain't knew me then would I feel like you n****s know me know
I be going in on every sentence
Always absent when they take attendance
I've been counting spots all around clock
Grinding every hour working every minute
If you ain't a work you don't understand it
You another rapper you should start to panic
'Cause I've been working, working, working, working, working
Just to be the best that landed on this planet
N****s always got the nerve to hate me, go and do what you need to do
But while you hating just ask yourself, is it gonna get you any food
Now the pressures back on you, tell me n***a what's the next move
(Tic, Tic) Damn now I gotta get back in the groove
Man one lie can ruin 10 truths I hate racist people like Dylan Ruth
It's like 10 degrees in the winter time so when you need some heat step into the booth
I hate school 'cause I'm too cool, baby momma sending me nudes
I don't know what you going through but I don't really care f**k your feelings too
I was getting bullied by a fat, fat had a rap beef with this wack, wack
Now the internet made it so easy to show the b***h outta these trap, trap
I'm a mad man and a angry midget got a white girl and her name is Bridget
And I'm tired messing round with broke people 'cause I'm out here tryna' handle business
No games being played girl, No games being played boy
Nobody picks Check'a Fred but that other n***a is a lame choice
Got 2 girls in the same room, and both of them make the same noise
They huffing huffing tryna eat a muffin while we blowing puffing on the same joints
Look at me man pay attention it's a lot of things that I forget to mention
Like I got some money in the bank account so all y'all know I'm bout my business
Check'a Fred is a gift to rap so Hip-hop gets a early Christmas
And I got a girl that make a gay dude say I love women (women, women, women)
I really used to like this girl and she was thick I mean really thick
I mean really bro she was stupid thick and I just wanna put my d**k in it
But I don't like how these women act I don't say b***h 'cause that's disrespect
But please b***h stop acting like a b***h 'cause if you was really nice man I could never guess
Man I'm having fun I just laugh it off s******g on these n****s like a bathroom stall
If you need some help who you gonna call when it's rap music that's finna get involved
How you claiming she your girl when she wearing mini skirts and a crop top
I dare your a** to try to mess with me you can f**k around and get your a** popped
Every time I got beef with someone ain't no way it's never gone stop
People out here and they claim they saucing but they can't even handle hot sauce
I'll beat his a** he get a hangover
You a year older I'm a grade lower
I got enough proof that I'm better then you
Tell me how much proof do I got to show ya
I got rap lines that ruin rap careers man these new rappers better start to fear
'Cause I'm Check'a Fred and I'm out here with all my peers so let me make it clear
If you ain't seen or you ain't heard I'm the hottest n***a that be killing this
And Ima keep it going Ima keep it going so you can call me relentless
My business is what I do believe that I am the best and that's guaranteed
And if anybody wanna come at me, you can get a early R.I.P
Dig your grave on your own time, do your thang with your own mind
I look at yours and I want mine 'cause I've been working too hard to not shine
Yeah I'm at the top you at a lower place this is hands down so close the case
Running on the track never lost a race so tell these n****s pick up the pace
People love to talk and people love to hate, but people never like to make a change
N****s love to copy and click paste, but this is something you can't remake
Everybody tryna' come from me but they couldn't do it if they wanted to
I'm living life in its greatest form but it feels like I'm always on the move
They telling me that Hip-hop is dead, well too bad I ain't get the news
So sit back in your high chair, and let me do what I gotta do
I don't f**k with no yes men 'cause they only tell me what I wanna hear
And it's hard to know if I lose money who gone stay around and who gone disappear
This competition that I'm up against ain't none that I'm really scared of
So challenge me with a new battle from another rapper Ima never fear
They say that I'm working too hard but it's only 'cause I'm never satisfied
They've been doubting me my entire life so I gotta show 'em what I got inside
Spray these n****s with some pesticide now watch 'em all get petrified
And everybody better recognize that all y'all just got Check'afied, b***h

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Written by:
Fredrick Wilson, III

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