TheRealCharr - Adventurous Freestyle

Rod Wave I wear my heart up on my sleeve
I don't need you round so bitch you could just leave
My Benji's they blue my twenty's yea they green
These niggas be picking sides and switching teams
Left that boy on the ground they left em on the scene
I only talk real y'all don't know what that mean
My heart turned to ice i put it in a rink
I pulled up with this bad bitch she wearing pink
Yea i had to take this shit up to the limit
Niggas don't understand they really just don't get it
Hit his was with the Glock my brother got a smith
Yea we got to kill his ass we on a mission
We riding round two deep the windows tinted
I reach for the backseat them niggas sprinting
I'm like aye bro you know we got to get em
He like I'll line em up and then I'll hit em
He line his shot up you know he got aim
He shooting from deep i call that nigga dame
He shooting that bitch like curry got range
Hit him in his head I'm like oh man
I up with the fye hit em with the flame
You talking bout killing me fuck is you saying
I spin the block and spin back for my mans
I dump the Glock and you hear is
Bang bang bang bang bang bang
I'm taking yo shit nigga you is a stain
When i shoot it's a storm bullets making it rain
Rain rain rain rain rain rain
I'm not a console don't treat me like a game
I hop on the mic do my shit do my thang
I hop on the mic do my shit yea I'm running it
Running through bands count it fast yea I'm thumbing it
Forty-five
Forty-five Cal got a fifty round drum in it
Hollows they hot sum like when the summer hit
I beat her pussy up and then I'm done with it
I'm flowing this bitch yea I'm just having fun with it
I still accept everything that's gonna come with it
Uhhh
Bitch I'm the realest I'm running for president
Spin through his block and I shoot up his residence
I clip his ass just like I was editing
If he get a chance that nigga gonna fail the shit
I'll box a nigga just like a was mailing shit
That boy a rat you know he gonna tell the shit
Smoking that pack no I don't fuck with edibles
It was CBD now I'm smoking on medical
Sipping on dirty lemonade it's lyrical
I just roll up and get high I feel spiritual
1 pound and 1 ounce yea I'm mamas miracle
I see my dad when I look in the mirror
Long live Micah yea this shit is not fair
I'll rock a nigga like he in a chair
Like a barber I fucked em up pushed back his hair

Written by:
Charles Hill

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