Free Game
(Too hot nigga you know what the fuck goin' on)
If you can't handle pressure then stay out the way
Scarred from the shit the streets had taught me
I'm learning shit by the day
Gotta keep my pistol when i'm up in traffic
Niggas want my place
If this lil plan fall in motion
Everything gon' be straight
Stick to the grind & stack my bread
Gotta run it up I'm chasin' bands
But i'll still catch a head
Nigga fuck the FEDS
Play wit' us & we leaving niggas dead
Real thoroughbred
Bitch i'm from East Savannah
Out that bottom we be slangin' led
My starter kit be my Glizzy
A bankroll & a Swisher
Stuff 2 grams up in a leaf
I'm gettin' high nigga I feel it
Dirty bitch play on my top
To go fuck off she tryna build it
But I can't trip on that
You can catch me posted up in the trenches
Used to be broke as fuck
Tryna go kick a door but i went found a way
I fell in love wit' the cash I gotta get it everyday
Ain't no new niggas comin' 'round
You ain't 8 you ain't safe
Take his pistol raw him out his shit
Get the fuck out my face
(Ha)
(You know the fuck it is nigga)
(Yeah we ain't playin wit' no nigga)
(It's up there)
If you can't handle pressure then stay out the way
Scarred from the shit the streets had taught me
I'm learning shit by the day
Gotta keep my pistol when i'm up in traffic
Niggas want my place
If this lil plan fall in motion
Everything gon' be straight
Stick to the grind & stack my bread
Gotta run it up I'm chasin' bands
But i'll still catch a head
Nigga fuck the FEDS
Play wit' us & we leaving niggas dead
Real thoroughbred
Bitch i'm from East Savannah
Out that bottom we be slangin' led
My starter kit be my Glizzy
A bankroll & a Swisher
Stuff 2 grams up in a leaf
I'm gettin' high nigga I feel it
Dirty bitch play on my top
To go fuck off she tryna build it
But I can't trip on that
You can catch me posted up in the trenches
Used to be broke as fuck
Tryna go kick a door but i went found a way
I fell in love wit' the cash I gotta get it everyday
Ain't no new niggas comin' 'round
You ain't 8 you ain't safe
Take his pistol raw him out his shit
Get the fuck out my face
(Ha)
(You know the fuck it is nigga)
(Yeah we ain't playin wit' no nigga)
(It's up there)
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Writer(s): Torrance Ruff
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