Lifestory x Jus' Listen freestyle

Another day another problem
I'm like fuck it imma stick to these dollars
All of my jewelry come from the water
I know i got it out to make it harder
Look how i came up out the slums
I really got this shit from my moms
I know that i been up in the jungle I
been up in the jungle with the bums Yea
Don't ask for opinions if you get offended i speak from the heart how I'm feeling
I stay true to the game never fold on my manes they respect that I'm one of the realest
I then calm down but they tryna turn me up so umma make one of you fuck niggas feel it
If i get in my zone just leave me alone
If i run up on the opp i can't let them keep living.
See these hoes just talk to much it really be niggas that acting like bitches
Nigga keep playing you'll die with that gun
Have you ever seen a real hit man in the city
Got them 223 and them 556 monkey nuts on a glock holding 50
Got a badass chopper once that bitch get to talking a body gone drop before it finish
I swear that yopp stick don't listen put it in my hand it get real vicious
I talk to my gun when I'm on a mission
Don't fail me kill anybody who against me
Your partner said he ain't got none to do with it
Had all that mouth hit his ass with the glizzy
That what you get for not minding your business
Hit him in the leg since he down there bitching Yea

Now walk bitch to many niggas guarding they gun and all they do is talk shit Yea
Now walk bitch hit the klann up when its time to slide hop in the vic on some boss shit Yea
It ain't my fault bitch I'm stacking up this bread tryna put it in a vault bitch yea
What you thought bitch I'm the realest nigga in the game yea you know I'm raw bitch yea
Ain't with the talk shit got a plug that show me love now them bricks don't cost shit yea
Fuck you thought bitch my hitters don't got no name but stay ready for war bitch yea

To many these niggas fake
I eat that steak off the dinner plate
I stay making money it never wait
I fuck that lil hoe with no conversation yea
Yo bitch wanna play with my bands
Told her hop on this dick do a dance
Then she swallow this dick with no hands yea
I then lost out on my bands
Fucked up how they throwed me in that can
Then i had to re up on my bands yea
We gone slide on the opps cause we tired of um
Caught them slipping we came from the side um
One nigga shot back out of 5 um
But all of them niggas got that fire on em
That show you these niggas been pussy eating milk with the cookies
Being raised by them rookies
Lil nigga can't run from them bullets camp out in yo bushes ski mask and a hoodie
Left that nigga dead on the pavement that nigga was shaking no way he was faking
He had a stick on the side but i hit him up with the 38 baby yea

That raw shit don't need no nigga for to ride for me walk down on boss shit yea
Fuck you thought bitch can't trust these niggas in the game all they do is talk shit yea
Fuck the law bitch stay ready for whatever can't be up on lost shit yea
They say love don't cost shit but it'll get you killed if you don't be cautious yea
Yea yea yea yeah



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Writer(s): Brittany Talley
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