Raw Dope Walkdown Freestyle

I'm the type if you're 'round me, watch what you do
I don't care how you feel, I'mma tell you the truth
Ns say they in the field, I'm just watching the view
Watched ns do shit that I never a do
I really been through Hell, I can bring Heaven to you
I'm out this bitch preaching, I can bring the reverend to you
Na said he wanted four
I'mma sell him a deuce
He said the percs don't get him high, they start selling him Bukes
I done seen a state charge go federal too
I try tell him shit stink and he fell in it too
He really wasted what I told him, it was better to use
Lor bro on GO! I ain't got to tell him to shoot
I just keep selling dope, ain't nothing better to do
Na life a whole lie, ain't never telling the truth
He a rat on PSI's, that's a federal flute
I ain't accepting nothing old
I can tell when it's new
Give you lead from them pencils, what that metal'll do
If I ever go against you I was never with you
I ain't fucking with these ns and I never was
I don't want to hear that shit you talking na, tell a judge

Lor ns think they on our level when they catch a buzz
Ain't no way they on our level and they never was
They wasn't neck and neck, they wasn't even catching up
He probably wish he caught his time
He came home catching slugs
I'm really from that city where you clean but you messing up
We go far out of town, they show better love
I don't know nothing else, I just know death and drugs
I be in the trenches with them bitches that'll set you up
You know if I ain't really fucking with you I'mma up price
I know about hustling, I can't tell you what no luck like
I done been through so much shit I be like "Fuck life"
I pray to God when ns come through shooting, that I duck right
My mother told me pressure but this real shit bust pipes
I gave a fuck once but I'll never give a fuck twice
Bitch I really got it out the mud, yeah, I played in it
Ns really had a chance to leave but they stayed in it

Got love for that shoebox cuz I saved in it
He got killed for that phone cuz them plays in it
Like I said, I got it out the mud, yeah, I bathed in it
Now it's racks on me and a na never played tennis
Sweatsuit for a whole week
I mean straight business
If you see 'em with me at this level they had faith in me
I know when I fucked up the trap
Put the tres in it
How you going tell me that I'm absent? I put days in it
You can't tell me nothing 'bout the struggle I was raised in it
In the trap with the roaches like it ain't Raid in it
Posted on the BR we had Ks in it
When that choppa hit that head boy that fade finished
The BR like Palestine, it got Ks in it