E2Cold and 3kFree - 1:17 AM Freestyle

Yeah, got them hollow tips, nigga got a nerf bitch
I ain't even want that bitch, I pop her like a perk bitch
But I can't pop no perky tho, I done told my story tho
I done caught so much motion, feelin' like its Glory Road
(Phwwww)
Stood optimistic I ain't even hit my prime yet
Rondo on my side, one short of the fucking dime bitch
I can't break no bread wit niggas I ain't do no crime wit
Niggas snortin' coke cause they just tryna get in line wit the realist nigga ever spittin'
These niggas say they got a Glock, ain't never touch a Smith and
Got the old folks tappin' in you better fucking listen
Cause E2Cold, even the kids man they fuckin' chillin'
3k shit
I can't stop till a nigga get rich
Hating ass nigga get the fuck off my dick
I ain't no rabbit can't fuck with no trick
A man on a mission
Beyblade challenge them niggas be rippin'
My eyes turn red we leaving em crippin'
Thinking you scary lil nigga you trippin'
I roll with some demons, and niggas be fiending
Who don't know the meaning of lucidly dreaming
And niggas be scheming, they stay double teaming
The choppas stay ringing, no balance we beaming
We take of his dread, he hit in the leg
Pump knock off his head, we leaving em dead
Pussy ass nigga I know you scared
He had a white tee, we leaving it red
But I swear sometimes I wanna cry
Like why my bruddas had to die
Hold my head up to the sky, steady asking God why
Fuck that imma look him in his eye
Say hi when I take a nigga life
Fuck with mines then you gotta pay the price
After that you shaking hands with Christ
But they know what it is
3k bitch you know how we live
He stay inside send shots at his crib
He a big baby he wearing a bib
They telling a fib, don't know how to kill
Speak on gang yo blood gone spill
No cap in my rap we keeping it trill
No debate in this shit it's deal or no deal
Keep me a Smith and I'm shooting on Will

Written by:
Elijah Leverette, Justin Freeman

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find