Dreek2Cool - Da Voice Freesytle

Like hundred dollar bill
I watch these nigga chance
20, 000 On some guns
Got me working on my aim
Nigga didn't wanna see me shine
So I went to Johnny Dang
I can never be hater
Keep that image of my name
Yea he screaming fuck them rats
But he hang with master splinter
But a bag on his head my goons
Gone eat his ass for dinner
It hurt my heart because
I want to see my brother free
Bitch I'm alone I give a dam
If you don't fuck with me
To finger one thumb them niggas
Know wassup with dreek
Only time I'm at the bottom
When my girl on top of me
My lil niggas door look them cars
They got them glocc for free
My lil nigga door look them cars
They got some racc's for free
I was depressed not at my best
And you gave up on me
I heard some real shit in my life
And yeah it stuck with me
I can't get catch up in these streets
These kids look up to me
If you my dawg then be my dawg
And don't switch up on me
Niggas talking like he gangsta
Hit the switch
Nigga think they running shit
But we gone see his as a blitz
Stackin all this paper
We want them dividence
Stacking all this paper man
This shit don't make no sense
Qua got a 30 in jail
Malik could've catch 10
But you know he ain't tell
Trigg died on a move
They took dimo to jail
Got me feeling heaven sent
Even tho I'm going through hell
My dad caught Covid
Man I prayed he get well
Nigga say they want some smoke
We send some shoots like it's mail
And we gone keep it in the streets
Bitch we ain't going to 12
They know dreek really too cool
But shit get to hell like rell

Written by:
Rodriquez Strickland

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