PJ Funk - 3L'z Freestyle

Mama never raised a quitter baby I'm a heavy hitter
Really I'm a cool cat
But the youngest out the litter
Really I ain't gone fold no I'm a go getter
Really I ain't gone fold 'cause I'm a go getter bitch
And If I'm up in it I ain't blowing on midget
We don't do it for a show and we don't do it for an image
Yes I'm tryna make a difference
Yes I'm tryna make addition
Make a couple lil' trips to the bank Then I be dipping
I be really on a mission
True is my religion
Tryna get the money still acting like I didn't
Said I'm tryna get the money still acting like I didn't
Like I didn't lave it
Couldn't walk up in these shoes couldn't play in my position
And I'm looking through these prisms
And my mind is in a prison
And the way that I be dripping you'd of thought we gone fishing
Psychedelic got me tripping just in case I've been missing
Yeah and something 'bout me man I ain't never listen
Guess I'm too hard headed
Yeah I'm gas unleaded
Gotta let it be known every loss is a lesson
Man we too blessed to be worried 'bout a stressing
I be looking up to God everyday For a message
All it is is count blessings
Count fetti
For this life since a kid man I been ready
Independent, no question
And we up first you can't second guess it
But I'm feeling like a veteran
And I'm hunting like a leopard only so much I could tell you 'cause I heard that they be Telling
Shared rooms with a felon he was fresh up out that cell
Every time we come around they be wondering what the smell
Every time they wanna see me fall off want to fail
But I be coming through every time and prevail
Gotta read between the lines yeah see the details
And I swear I got drive something like a V12
Been there back so I think I beat Hell
They ain't really understand but they know he mean well
From the city where the wind made the whole tree fell
Somehow still 'bouta go blow three L'z

Written by:
Paul Funkugub

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