BeauxLeaux - Ptsd(freestyle)

Ch Chea
Got it all on my own
I Got it all on my own
A dollar and a dream
Shid I just had a dream
Starting getting violent when I started getting Dollars
Corner stores to grocery stores
Back and forth robbing
For the ice and the cream
Ill rob Baskin robbins
Loc Dog out the mail truck
Do we have a problem
Any false start
Throw the flag give em five to the
Back of the head
Spray the Mac til they dead
Mission not complete until the whole scene red
Did the drill in Gamma Blues
Na them bitches beds
Leave a nigga white shirt
On iMessage read
Freestyle bullets
Off the top of ya head
And I'm getting more head
Then the top of the bed
Nigga you the worst type of pussy
You a scary cat
Im the type of nigga that lead a people
Like Harriet
Dress in all black and get clapped
Like Mary Mac
Everybody Gang banging
Where the fuck the balance at
Man look how yo sister act
Where sister Mary Clarence
These hoes want be cardi b
But don't want do know cardio
They just want drink Cartier
And pop shrooms like they Mario
Rick Moranis in the streets
Eli behind audio
Just tell me how far you is
So I can know how far to go
Chopper case of home invasion
Glock nine cause its portable
Gotta stay strapped when you walking to that corner store
Niggas where im from don't make it back from that corner store
Nigga you a boss when you say
You gone do and you did
And you feel how you feel
Cause it is what it is
Nobody gave you nothing
So you feel how you feel
I dont owe the streets nothing
I done gave what I could give
I done shed plenty tears
I done took shitty deals
I done rode for niggas four flat
And I changed the wheels
I done had my heart cut spade game ran a wheel
Fortnite a nigga one shot
Cause I aint had a shield
Lost a couple niggas
They aint Know how to build
Na it got me on these med kits
Im just trying to heal
Ice cube mantality
Im just trying to chill
Before a nigga have a meltdown and somebody spilled
Not saying that you hate me but
Somebody is
Not saying you gotta love me but
Somebody will
Getting caught in a pickle that's
Somebody deal
I know im throwing away food and that's somebody meal
My plug American
I don't Know Pedro
But I know these Halo tips
Can be a nigga halo
Dutt told me takeoff
Something like quavo
And he aint even off the set
My lil brother off the west
BeauxLeaux so New Orleans
Rubber donkey open chest
Left hand Johnny
If I catch you you cant have it back
Superman and Batman
Headbands and wristbands
Nigga was to bucked up
To take them trips to jazz land
Now niggas team switching
Niggas repping six flags
Little nigga with a big heart
Thats a mismatch
Smoking weed to heal the pain
Na he can't pass the piss test
Them niggas that he would ask
Been acting like some hoes lately
Girlfriend tripping saying we done had a whole baby
Saying he a lil boy
So he went copped a half a man
Weed highs wearing off
Na he popping zans
Idol minds a devil workshop
You should rob ya mans
He a country boy so stick him up
Coroners gone pick him up
And his love ones get to flick it up
Zans wearing off bitch im sick as fuck
Carter two number 12
Police don't know who hit em up
This for everybody who rid em off
Back in High School
Getting written up
Yea I ride Tahoe
Still slide wet floor
For anyone of my niggas like aint shit happen
If a nigga speaking
Just give me a reason
This the fucking first season
Y'all could quit rapping
Out rap me or dap me
Out rap me or dap me
Don't keep none of that shit
But out rap me or dap me

Written by:
Mark Robinson

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