GTBFred - 60

Nowadays all I been doing is sinning sliding' w/ a Drac that hold 60
Fuckin these bitches & popping these pills in my kidney so you know my stomach feel shitty
I'm the one making these play off finessing I'm feeling like Ricky but without the titties
Don't conversate with a nigga debates become killers yo main homie be the one did it
I'm just tryna move my people, get up to the riches, stack up & go buy me an island
Must be a fool, you think imma stay on da hood cause the hood is where all of us dying, come on
Really, I just gotta get to the riches can't go to the system they can't wait to call me a nigga
I lost a few homies to pistols some pulled they own trigger speak on em I send you to kiss em
The doctor don't know how to fix em say he was a victim you don't know how much ya boy miss em
I'm wondering why in my city I'm grinding to get it you post to be right up here with me
They mad they don't wanna see me leave oppression it's all in my city expression
But I'm the one takin these chances
I took all the losses I embrace them losses like blessings

Guess the rappin became my epiphany
Maybe I can become part of history
Education in a gangster facility
Make some paper fucx the haters ain't killing me
Watch ya neighbors they'll shake ya for anything
Make arrangements if they play gotta let it sing
Temporary elevation don't mean a thing
Inspiration for the greatest gone leave a sting
But you gotta go thru it to get for ya people the government stay full of secrecy
All of the people I'm loving keep leaving me
Why do I act like it's new when it's on repeat?

Guess cause I already knew imma bring the heat
870 DOA w/ the biggest C
GTBNation bet my shii blow err leak
Err week drop a new song make ya baby ma twerk & tweak
Teeth fucked up even though it ain't hurting me
Gotta get surgery Jesus was working me, said he need soldiers compared me to Hercules
Every damn thing that I got it was earned from me
This ain't no faking shit I was so broke had to take some shit now I regret shit I did
& I'm trynna do better but grudges don't got a time limit so I gotta keep me a sig
A pistol that heater that blammer cause before I be dead imma be in da slammer
I'm trynna create my own National Anthem
But they trynna blemish my image like Lester
Can't question God cause he made my life better
I keep anything that make cheddar
Haters make moves then this Choppa gone spit like Tasmanian Devil
These niggas are not on my level
Straight Outta Cali We came to the A to see family, realized they was fake & got stranded
Now I live life like a bandit If you Save Yourself then yk not take it for granted

Written by:
Sir Frederick Spiceson

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