Fr3do - All My Life (feat. Nuk)
Bitch, Uhh I don't play nice
All alone I hit that road, It's finna be a long night
Swervin through my city bet not catch you at a red light
Stepping on the work, it was 5 made that twice
Got this Bape on my hoodie, Ima great white
Good dope for the low, This shit topside
If the feds kick the door that shits not mines
I done got it out the mud all my life
All my life done got it out the mud, ain't got remorse for niggas
Told the bitch don't touch that quarter brick, that's for my Portland niggas
Yeah I keep my foot up on the gas, I'm in a sport with chicken
Brodie wanna start a polo club, He say he horsing niggas
They say that I be trippin 8 dollars for this T-shirt on my body its Givenchy
Im rich they send the news for me, these hoes know a bitch ain't really mines tell I put loubs on her
My niggas don't play no games
You can only go to where you safe, you better play yo lane
Yeah nigga we young and made, we go I get more then paid
Fr3do got these niggas vestin up but he ain't Fredo Bang
Moving like we run the town, Catch em out and gun em down
Nigga you don't bleed how I bleed less you one of mine
You can't just go play it neutral
Catch em at the red light, they goin think I'm future
Bitch, Uhh I don't play nice
All alone I hit that road, It's finna be a long night
Swervin through my city bet not catch you at a red light
Stepping on the work, it was 5 made that twice
Got this Bape on my hoodie, Ima great white
Good dope for the low, This shit topside
If the feds kick the door that shits not mines
I done got it out the mud all my life
Blind to the fuck shit, call me Hellen Keller
Got some drip from Italy and nigga I can't even spell it
Boi im finna hit that road and if you want it, I can mail it
You got 10 boes of boof, dumb nigga what you selling
Stop it, move it, flip it, get it
Nigga ever since a baby moms was up in that kitchen
Don't talk to my aunty I took her prescription
Last nigga spoke on gang, Ion know are they missing
Hold up wait, just turn me up cause bitch you know how I get
My flow is frozen get to spitting it get cold as a bitch
My nigga trippin off them pills he let it blow in this bitch
We say Surf, don't act stupid wipe ya nose in this bitch
Boy, I spit that real shit that make a pussy nigga heart hurt
Just pressed some xanz, really these pills stop heart burn
Niggas been had the city, shit im feeling like its my turn
And her shit is unexplainably juicy, I call her starburst
Bitch, Uhh I don't play nice
All alone I hit that road, It's finna be a long night
Swervin through my city bet not catch you at a red light
Stepping on the work, it was 5 made that twice
Got this Bape on my hoodie, Ima great white
Good dope for the low, This shit topside
If the feds kick the door that shits not mines
I done got it out the mud all my life
Written by:
Freddie Sly
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