Primar'E "Silent Hill" Freestyle

I'm on my get back
Ain't to much time
For the chit chat

You lost a couple dimes
Then forget that
If you cross the line
I can't forget that
A lot of shit on my mind
Gotta sit back

And think to the times
As child
How things were so different
Momma said boy you
Don't never listen

I'm like mama Trippin
I'm dat nigga
I handle my business
Really pop my shit
Too Persistent

I'm permanently pimping
Uhh capitol p
Primary (e)
Bitch
Not T pain
I can make you a drink
She fell in love with the bartender

I pick her up
Put my bar in her
Feel like Jermaine
Ima born sinner
Only first place
Like a born winner
All in my bag
Like a warm dinner
Gotta switch it up
Ima need all of my bucks
I don't got no one to trust
Please try your luck
You can get plucked
With these bucks
My heart need a pump
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Got no love for these ducks
3 Bad bitches
And they all in a pool
Shaking they ass
And acting a fool
This shit a vibe
Im in a mood
Got tricks on my sleeve
Tryna show me they moves
They hating
Watching
Be quiet



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Writer(s): Deandre Lewis
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