Truth Freestyle

I don't know what I'ma do
How we Gone get it
But I know some how
We gone find a way to get it though
Shit by any means
We gone grind to get it
CruUp yay aye

I got find a plan nigga get us out of The streets
Make sure the whole fam str8 you Know a nigga gone eat
Ice my wrist and my neck louie all on My feet
I need that money everyday I need That check every week
Now you can catch me in that nawf
Nigga whipping the block
I see them blue and red lights nigga I Laugh at the cops
Spot a couple bad bitches you know They ready to book
So I camron on em you gone suck it Or not
I'm tryna be the breadwinner Kevin Gates on these bitches
And if you playin' with my dough Bitch you tryna be missin'
I ain't no killa lil nigga but on my Mama don't push me
Welcome to the hard knocks treat You niggas like rookies
BMT representa nawfside 88
Lived on wilson and renaud then I Moved to the lake
96 to 03 Lake Charles was the place
Still got luv for the boot y'all in my Blood everyday
Still the same ol yay I just got a lil Wiser
If skies is the limit I'm just tryna go Higher
They think I'm really hot but on the Cool I'm on fire
But I really miss my daughter daddy Luv you Te'niaya
Ima keep this shit a bill while I'm Getting a mill
Make sure my mama really str8 get Her house on the hill
Oh we up in the fields my niggas Ready to kill
I got that 40 on my waist you lil Niggas betta chill
And if this music don't work you Know it's back to the trap
Backpack on I'm riding I'm following The map
Something really gotta give best Believe I'm strap
You play around that's you ass guns Clap clap clap
See I'm the point guard with it watch Me run this show
And as floor general nigga watch we Sco
We crashin' all backboards I block It Mutombo
If you don't like it oh well nigga Watch we blow
Boston George nigga I really used to Sell that snow
Get you a ball or quarter have you Trippin fasho
But if you really tryna shop that Methodman like whoa
Had to get it by any means I was 20 Years old
A nigga almost out of gars so I had To restock
Sipping on a muddy cup as I flip Thru The block
Left hand wheel motion right hand On the glock
Smoking on donatello I'm feeling so Shell shock
Big blunts up in the air bitch I'm Tryna maintain
Before I kill a hatin' nigga talking Down on our name
Lord I'm really tryna make it my lil Bro in them chains
But it's gone be a luvly day when he Come out of them chains
Yeah bitch you know the gang you Know them cruup niggas
Bolo the god zeus the right hand Hard gotta
Nawfside living legends nigga yeah I Said it
HGTV nigga yeah I'm ready

Still the same ol yay I just got a lil Wiser
If skies is the limit I'm just tryna go Higher
They think I'm really hot but on the Cool I'm on fire
But I really miss my daughter daddy Luv you Te'niaya

If skies is the limit I'm just tryna go Higher
They think I'm really hot but on the Cool I'm on fire
But I really miss my daughter daddy Luv you Te'niaya
But I really miss my daughter daddy Luv you Te'niaya



Credits
Writer(s): Yamon Brown
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