Boogie Woods - It Gets Bad Freestyle

Take off all the ice I can shine all on my own
Slowing down on ice I'm tryna buy a couple homes
I'm using houses as my trophies now
This goes back to my ancestors I got hustle in my bones
I got hustle in my genes stuff 50 k into these gallery
I know you mad at me cause I doubled up your salary
I did it in a week
I ain't even in these streets
It's too many pushing plea
And I'm enjoying living free
Momma raised soldier
Momma raised hustler
Momma just called and asked remember what I told you
Always stay around your brothers cause you know they got your back
Don't be posting on your story showing people where you at
Take your photos leave then post 'em throw the vultures off your tracks
And keep your head top on a swivel police out here killing blacks
It gets bad
Toe tags
And black bags
I promise it gets bad

Written by:
Jonathan Johnson

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