One Take Freestyle
Aye I don't care if it don't make sense I don't care if don't go together
I just wanna rap, fuck it
However it come out that's how it comes out and we gonna drop that bitch like that ya dig
Aye I'm forever a gangsta but to that lady so romantic
Her name's Lucifer, I got her dirty dancing
And when shit hits the fan she gone grab the work and stash it
Know i don't play one call away girl don't panic
And your homegirls hating I make you happy they can't stand it
They're jealous of your joy them bitches really just be damaged
I fucked some of your friends I promise I'm not bragging
They was just some side pieces you the whole package
But on to some other shit my brother on some other shit
Chose a blue flag over his blood that ain't no gudda shit
What happened to my mud brother now it's mother fuck ya
Even though I know I still love ya I could never trust ya, nah
I memorized all the lies and how it made me hurt
My momma's so Masonic I turned 13 and she left the Earth
Struggling with my past I been questioning my worth
I got blood on my hands fingernails full of dirt
I'm not preaching to the choir this the church of the wild
I got gangstas in my congregation stepping down the isle
We got Glocks sitting in the pews right next to the Bibles
They killed my homie pray I get em back at the revival
I just wanna rap, fuck it
However it come out that's how it comes out and we gonna drop that bitch like that ya dig
Aye I'm forever a gangsta but to that lady so romantic
Her name's Lucifer, I got her dirty dancing
And when shit hits the fan she gone grab the work and stash it
Know i don't play one call away girl don't panic
And your homegirls hating I make you happy they can't stand it
They're jealous of your joy them bitches really just be damaged
I fucked some of your friends I promise I'm not bragging
They was just some side pieces you the whole package
But on to some other shit my brother on some other shit
Chose a blue flag over his blood that ain't no gudda shit
What happened to my mud brother now it's mother fuck ya
Even though I know I still love ya I could never trust ya, nah
I memorized all the lies and how it made me hurt
My momma's so Masonic I turned 13 and she left the Earth
Struggling with my past I been questioning my worth
I got blood on my hands fingernails full of dirt
I'm not preaching to the choir this the church of the wild
I got gangstas in my congregation stepping down the isle
We got Glocks sitting in the pews right next to the Bibles
They killed my homie pray I get em back at the revival
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