CHROME HEART FREESTYLE

Yeah
I just ran up a bag today
We gone get to them racks
Bitch I swear I had sadder days, We was sleeping on pallets Ma
Bitch I had it the Hardaway, but I didn't have a Penny to my name
Swear to God I had harder days, But I wouldn't trade a penny for that fame
My name was the only thing I had bet not play with that
You ain't my gang, don't know me better quit sayin that
We lost big Ralph to them streets we still Playin' tag
We put that press on them niggas ain't No Playin' back
I got that 45 with that hollow point in my Louis bag
Bet not no rap nigga Diss me or I'm sending that
Oh they outside on that block? Then we spinning that
Them niggas thought we was done bitch we spinnin' back

(Turnup)
My Heart too solid I think I gotta Chrome Heart
I read your vibe, knew niggas wasn't real from the start
I ain't have no daddy nigga I was taught to play my part
I ain't have no caddy nigga had to walk alone in that park
We ain't have no lights on had to walk alone in that dark
Bitch I been hurt so bad had to hide the tears in me heart
Bouta mix my feelings up with that Sprite & That Wockhardt
Take off in that Cullinan now I'm ridin' round with them stars
How you switch on your niggas man? Said you'd never change on your bro
How you turn on your niggas man? we was ridin' round with them poles
Niggas thought they was hiding all of that fake love but is showed
Niggas preach that "real shit" but don't never stick to that Code
Niggas rap that drill shit but ain't never getting no dough
Niggas say they kill shit but ain't never upping no score
We Finna get real rich tell them niggas open that door
Not safe in them hills, Move my mama out to that coast



Credits
Writer(s): Devin Snipes
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