Freestyle 002
My flow so Devine
Fuck the bullshit and just feel the vibe
I don't need you stupid bitch to feel alright
I been at it all day and all night
Keep a llama on my waist, I don't need to fight
I been hustling all day, trying to get it right
On some tunnel vision shit, I'm trynna see the light
I was born for this shit, I don't needa' try
Boom, bap, boom, boom... my shit nice
I keep it real all the time, I don't gotta lie
Pull up to your crib, catch you by surprise
How you gon' talk shit and then call the cops
Your momma crying on her knees telling me to me stop
If you seen me then you know it, I don't fuck around
I ain't trynna scare nobody, I'm coming for the crown
It's been a long hell of a journey, now it's my time
I don't wear no bling bling but I still shine, yeah
I don't wear no bling bling but I still shine, yeah, yeah
Silence, when I'm rappin'
If I say it then I meant it, no cappin'
Had to go and chase my dreams, had to make it happen
Bitch, you wouldn't fuck with me if I wasn't rappin'
Biri, bam,boom, boom... you don't even know me
You ain't even on my level, get the fuck up off me
I be balling on the daily, I deserve a ring
Get money & fuck bitches, ima do my thing
Last year I wasn't shit, now y'all up on my dick
Ricky Glock you better know it, my flow sick
Run quick tell a bitch that I be making hits
I ain't came from outta nowhere, I come from the streets
Gun shots in your area, I be killing beats
I got homies catching case, come and feel the heat
I'm on a whole another level, trynna get rich
You gon see me worried about it,but never about a bitch
It's Ricky Glock, yeah...
Muchos me dijeron que yo no podía
Los mandé ala verga, no me la creía
Fumando porquería como decía mi tía
Me fugué en un impala de la policía
Tenía 4 putas, ninguna quería
Una Glock 40 y buena puntería
La calle fue testigo de cómo las veía
Siempre real nunca con puterías
Pasó a paso, como vez
Yo pa delante y tú al revés
Soy el tiburón y tú eres el pez
Tengo a tu puta a mis pies
Me conocen por la zona
Ricky Gee, el que no perdona
Pelotas las que me sobran
Calate que aquí te topas
Real life, never fake
At the trap is where I bake
Mexico is where I stay
I don't fuck with nobody so stay away
Came a long way, I was trappin' in the bando
posted in the jungle, call me Rambo
I want a fine bitch and a candy blue lambo
I'm the one, you're just my shadow
Y quien lo diría, lo que lograría
Aun voy por mas, les pasé por encima
Yo vivo mi vida
Ando en la mia
En el túnel buscando una salida
Voy con mi plato buscando comida
Tengo ateos orando de rodillas
Me encuentro en el cerro sentao' en la silla, yeah
Fuck the bullshit and just feel the vibe
I don't need you stupid bitch to feel alright
I been at it all day and all night
Keep a llama on my waist, I don't need to fight
I been hustling all day, trying to get it right
On some tunnel vision shit, I'm trynna see the light
I was born for this shit, I don't needa' try
Boom, bap, boom, boom... my shit nice
I keep it real all the time, I don't gotta lie
Pull up to your crib, catch you by surprise
How you gon' talk shit and then call the cops
Your momma crying on her knees telling me to me stop
If you seen me then you know it, I don't fuck around
I ain't trynna scare nobody, I'm coming for the crown
It's been a long hell of a journey, now it's my time
I don't wear no bling bling but I still shine, yeah
I don't wear no bling bling but I still shine, yeah, yeah
Silence, when I'm rappin'
If I say it then I meant it, no cappin'
Had to go and chase my dreams, had to make it happen
Bitch, you wouldn't fuck with me if I wasn't rappin'
Biri, bam,boom, boom... you don't even know me
You ain't even on my level, get the fuck up off me
I be balling on the daily, I deserve a ring
Get money & fuck bitches, ima do my thing
Last year I wasn't shit, now y'all up on my dick
Ricky Glock you better know it, my flow sick
Run quick tell a bitch that I be making hits
I ain't came from outta nowhere, I come from the streets
Gun shots in your area, I be killing beats
I got homies catching case, come and feel the heat
I'm on a whole another level, trynna get rich
You gon see me worried about it,but never about a bitch
It's Ricky Glock, yeah...
Muchos me dijeron que yo no podía
Los mandé ala verga, no me la creía
Fumando porquería como decía mi tía
Me fugué en un impala de la policía
Tenía 4 putas, ninguna quería
Una Glock 40 y buena puntería
La calle fue testigo de cómo las veía
Siempre real nunca con puterías
Pasó a paso, como vez
Yo pa delante y tú al revés
Soy el tiburón y tú eres el pez
Tengo a tu puta a mis pies
Me conocen por la zona
Ricky Gee, el que no perdona
Pelotas las que me sobran
Calate que aquí te topas
Real life, never fake
At the trap is where I bake
Mexico is where I stay
I don't fuck with nobody so stay away
Came a long way, I was trappin' in the bando
posted in the jungle, call me Rambo
I want a fine bitch and a candy blue lambo
I'm the one, you're just my shadow
Y quien lo diría, lo que lograría
Aun voy por mas, les pasé por encima
Yo vivo mi vida
Ando en la mia
En el túnel buscando una salida
Voy con mi plato buscando comida
Tengo ateos orando de rodillas
Me encuentro en el cerro sentao' en la silla, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Ricardo Gomez
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