Freaky Tales, Pt. 2

Pillow could talk, the freaky tales it would say
Number one sancho so you can't relate
Pacheco's that young playboy that y'all can't checkmate
Ask the homie T-Loked better get that shit straight
If my pillow could talk, the freaky tales it would say
If my pillow could talk, come on talk to me
If my pillow could talk, the freaky tales it would say
If my pillow could talk, come on talk to me

I'm a freaky little thugsta, as a youngsta I roll
89 Pontiac draggin' sittin' on chrome
Either round Portales or down in Mesa I'm scraping
Phoenix, Arizona there I was leavin' em shaking
Loc'd out in my ride swerving lines on the freeway
Sparks were leaving traces and their eyes were looking my way
I put it in the ignition getting some while I be shifting
Hands down and the head keep lifting
Another crazy mission
Nuevo Mex, 505 where I'm coming from
Dropping freaky tales to leave yo nana and yo booty numb
Can I stop man I just don't know
Tony laid it down on the track and still you coming for mo
Oh yeah, boom boom as I rock your trunk
Lay back in your seat and enjoy my uh
Ride n Smoke to this beat while your chugging your brew
And get off on that thang girl I thought you knew

If my pillow could talk, the freaky tales it would say
Number one sancho so you can't relate
Pacheco's that young playboy that y'all can't checkmate
Ask the homie T-Loked and he'll get it all straight
If my pillow could talk, the freaky tales it would say
If my pillow could talk, come on talk to me
If my pillow could talk, the freaky tales it would say
If my pillow could talk, come on talk to me

I'm kinda crazy for a youngsta don't say you ain't heard
I was yelling out free loco I was throwing the bird
Hit the curb and I ain't even getting higher
My eyes low but the only thang smoking was the tires
Cause I'm pumping on my brakes reaching back for my strap
My lifes in jeopardy and there's no turning back
Had to park at an alley, federales going fast
I got the lady in the back and she's fixing to have a blast
I'm a lover and a fighter blasting cupid full of arrows
Now who that playa be
That playa be Pacheco
My whip game proper
The game I'm bout to conquer cut the corner
Hit the lights still dodging police copters ain't gon' catch me slipping
These hoes know I keep it pimpin' ain't driving an Expidition
No game I need to be spitting got it on lock with the seven digits
So I figgity funk it up, it's time to represent
Then I got a call from T-Loked and here's what he said

If my pillow could talk, the freaky tales it would say
Number one sancho so you can't relate
T-Loked is still that playboy that y'all can't checkmate
Punk hating little bitches better get that shit straight
If my pillow could talk, the freaky tales it would say
If my pillow could talk, come on talk to me
If my pillow could talk, the freaky tales it would say
If my pillow could talk, come on talk to me

Man they calling me big nasty when it come to this game
And it's all cause of yo envy how long I've held down my name
Still the one you love to hate so I fill them with shame
Microphones are hard to come back cause I leave them in flames
If my pillow could talk then you would know how I came
I'm still a freaky muthafucka ain't a damn thing changed
Taco Town, Ivy street representin' Portales
Ride n Smoke is Unbreakable pero ya tu sabes, yeah
Growing up little clika we became east side
Hearing stories of the boogeyman we loved it outside
We some juvenile delinquents ain't a thing we didn't try
Disrespect us once knock em out and then ask why
Undercover pros we spitting tales that are all brown pride
Taking chances rolling dice and keep it airtight
Taking chances rolling dice and keep it airtight
Keep it airtight, keep it airtight
These are the tales, the freaky tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
You don't like my dirty raps you can go to hell
T-Loked and Pacheco spitting freaky tales, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Pacheco
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