97' Freestyle
Back in 97 had to run them checks 11
Had to trap and learn the lesson
Pray my daddy went to heaven
All my life I felt oppression
I fell in deep depression
And it turned into aggression
Man I got a few confessions
I was packing up the toolie
Pulled it out and busted uzi
Popped 2 shots in his Suzuki
Prison break like John Abruzzi
At 15 I was getting reckless
16 I was in the trenches
17 I was fuckin bitches
18 I'm chasing riches
Shortly after I started rapping
Now I'm 20 back to trapping
Moving packs I can't be lacking
Counting racks I'm really bragging
Got your bitch and her cheeks clapping on my balls
I'm really tapping
Bring her friend and they start chatting
Man this freestyle really snapping yeah
Man this freestyle really snapping yeah
Man this freestyle really snapping yeah
Man this freestyle really snapping yeah
I don't know where I'm going
Boy this life be getting boring
I've been tired of fake niggas
Always asking how I'm flowing
Boy I burn up all these trees
Smokin gas and I be blowin
Then I slide in your girl's DMs
Cus I know that hoe be hoeing
Yeah I know that hoe be hoeing
And I know that girl be going
And I know that boat be rowing
And I know the road be showing yeah
Back in 97 had to run them checks 11
Had to trap and learn the lesson
Pray my daddy went to heaven
All my life I felt oppression
I fell in deep depression
And it turned into aggression
Man I got a few confessions
I was packing up the toolie
Pulled it out and busted uzi
Had to trap and learn the lesson
Pray my daddy went to heaven
All my life I felt oppression
I fell in deep depression
And it turned into aggression
Man I got a few confessions
I was packing up the toolie
Pulled it out and busted uzi
Popped 2 shots in his Suzuki
Prison break like John Abruzzi
At 15 I was getting reckless
16 I was in the trenches
17 I was fuckin bitches
18 I'm chasing riches
Shortly after I started rapping
Now I'm 20 back to trapping
Moving packs I can't be lacking
Counting racks I'm really bragging
Got your bitch and her cheeks clapping on my balls
I'm really tapping
Bring her friend and they start chatting
Man this freestyle really snapping yeah
Man this freestyle really snapping yeah
Man this freestyle really snapping yeah
Man this freestyle really snapping yeah
I don't know where I'm going
Boy this life be getting boring
I've been tired of fake niggas
Always asking how I'm flowing
Boy I burn up all these trees
Smokin gas and I be blowin
Then I slide in your girl's DMs
Cus I know that hoe be hoeing
Yeah I know that hoe be hoeing
And I know that girl be going
And I know that boat be rowing
And I know the road be showing yeah
Back in 97 had to run them checks 11
Had to trap and learn the lesson
Pray my daddy went to heaven
All my life I felt oppression
I fell in deep depression
And it turned into aggression
Man I got a few confessions
I was packing up the toolie
Pulled it out and busted uzi
Credits
Writer(s): Hirdayjeet Bajwa
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