BACK IN THE BOOTH FREESTYLE

Back in the booth,
yea nigga I'm back in the stu,
Cuatro show these niggas wassup,
Free boy beezy out that slammer 4NEM ain't even do nothing,
And we lost EJ to that backdoor but I can't say too much,
I pop that x and get in my feelings that's why I pour that dusse up,
It's fuck them niggas I put my hood on lil nigga no Ku Klux,
My pockets crippin' nigga I'm drippin' I'll up them blue bucks,
these niggas poo put,
I was broke as fuck got up in 2 months,
I was on them missions,
niggas be bitches acting like they wanna shoot something,
Go pick that semi up,
Back against the wall attach them drums it's time to rock and roll,
And them trenches cold,
we was playing with them heaters lil bro lock and load,
You do what you told I ain't have no big homie I said fuck a code,
I was in that holding but I bonded out them cases still ain't closed,
Drop pill in my fifth flame me a wood lil bitch I'm activated,
You ain't never shot no switchy nigga,
you ain't never been investigated,
One of my cousins told 12 it was my pipe when he caught a aggravated,
Hi tec pour a 4,
when I went to sleep I had woke up agitated,
Trenches ain't the safest,
ain't trying to go broke that shit be stressing me,
Family in disguise,
the only time a opp could get next to me,
And I stamp that influential shit,
ima leave my legacy,
Influence over everything,
Got influence on everything,
I can't show no feelings I keep my head up,
I just get off these drugs when I'm fed up,
I can't show no feelings I keep my head up,
I get off these drugs when I'm fed up,



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Writer(s): Mandrell Winans
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