32 Of 32 Freestyle

Yeah
For my dawgs and them man

Look
You underestimated greatly
Took you five years
But how long did it take me
On the other side
And they movement looking shady
Watch close
They might snake you like they KD
Thirty-five and under got it as my next stop
Moving to the west
But I don't need a rest stop

Started moving creep we put it on his head top
They morals gettin different when we on the tip top

Be somebody not see somebody
Wise words
When I got all these other sheep around me
Took the steps
And now we getting closer
A high motor
Don't need a promoter
Stay with my aces got no time for jokers

Meanwhile they chasing fame
And trying to find they queen in a club
Entered the game without a ticket stub
Fifty-two weeks I got a plan
They got no chance of keeping up
The base is growing
So they watching us
I ain't lying

Yeah
But I guess they so quick to forget
Severing ties
Crying eyes to pay they debts
More life to the gang
Cuz they keep me in check

Swear this shit is getting real
But I need my respect
Swear this shit is getting real
But I need my respect



Credits
Writer(s): Braden Feazell-singletary
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