FREAKS WILD

Absolutely it's my duty on the track
Chuck the deuces throw a stack
Something proving I got cash
Over moving off the pack
My musics useful I can prove it
Til I lose it
Take a chance
And I'm never coming back
In my pants you'll find a stack
Called a rack for all you dummies
I was serving up the onion
Wrap one up just like a mummy
Eat the track just for my tummy
Don't question my digestion

Wanna play tough
You wanna play tough
I'm sick of playing tough
I wanna get rough
I wanna show you my stuff
Not gonna hold back
I'm gonna get my grip
And I need my stack
I need to do my shit
You ain't gonna tell me how to live
You ain't gonna punk me
I'm gonna punk you
You remember how that song goes
Knuckle if you buck

And just cuz you say you're tough
That really ain't enough
Just put yourself last
And show divine love
Cuz that's what we need to move forward
I'm sick of telling you to move on
I'm sick of telling you to move on
From all that trauma
And all that shit you been through
You gotta
Take it as a loss
Move on
Handle it like a boss get your groove on
I'm like Randy moss smoking big
You do what you're told
You're a big pawn
He brought the pack through
We mowed the whole lawn
Soon as he said ha
It was all gone

We make you black and blue
If those your true colors
This shit ain't black and white
Those my true brothers
Try to replicate me
You won't find another
Try to replicate P
Have fun with that

I'm gonna always show love
And I double back
Then I'm gonna always so more love
Then I double back
I swear to god I met my mom
Gave her 100 racks
And then we met up once again
I gave her 50 racks
She had to hold onto it for me
I was getting noid
I was doing it by myself
And I was unemployed
Always calling checking on me
I'm her little boy
I've been paving my own way
And I will destroy