BL2ML Freestyle

Runtz to my lips
Blunt for my bitch
Yada man be on S
Promise I won't slip...
Bygones gon' be bygones
I don't reminisce... you just dropped a tape
All them bitches skipped...

I just dropped a tape to heat shit up, I got my feet's up
Look Everybody deep wit us
I put pieces up
You ain't got no beef wit me, that beef wit each of us
Get swiped like visa bucks
Get stuffed like pizza puffs, we sweep shit up
I'm MVP like I'm from Greece and I ball... so meet the bucks
On par don't need the luck,
On call like I need work,
If a nigga wanna call off ima need a reason first
I'm a boss, so I need the purse
My bitch she need the purse
My niece she need the purse
My workers need to work
They need the Murph but you niggas gotta reach em first
I fuck around beat the verse...
I feel like Floyd...
I been that boy... since bout 2012
I give em hell...
You been in jail... yo bitch not sending mail
I been on top, bitch I'm bending blocks
And I got my shit on cock for this...
Spin in confidence
You all talk so I know won't be no consequence...

Runtz to my lips
Blunt for my bitch
Yada man be on S
Promise I won't slip...
Bygones gon' be bygones
I don't reminisce... you just dropped a tape
All them bitches skipped...



Credits
Writer(s): Murph Watkins
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