The Gotcha Freestyle
Tired of being hurt so go pop me a pill
On bro you don't know how I feel
Everyone damaged from playing the field
Lil mama just please keep it real
Tomorrow not promised so shit can get rocky
It's ok cause I stay with my Glocky
Bend through they block when I'm mad that's the hobby
But these niggas they never outside
Bro got a chop while I bend with my 9
They got a hood that's only known for dying
Been with the shits god kill me if I'm lying
I don't care though cause the wock got me flying
Off the perky I'm breaking her spine
How she move it be blowing my mind
I'm up now fuck next in line let's get it in
Yea I'm ready to shine come on
These all facts
In the Stack had to run up the racks
Never hiding you know where I'm at
In the North pull a move I react
Shit get tricky
Politics in my city is mixy
But you know I'm loving myself
So I gotta ride with the blicky
Cause lacking is bad for your health
Gotcha, you know we aiming at matas
If you talk spicy then you get the salsa
If I couldn't hit you I'm aiming for potnas cause you know these bullets is unnamed aha
Feel bad for yourself cause nobody else will
You're a soldier on earth yea you got this
Thug it out thugga you gon' be ok
You gotta pull through yea you gotta
On bro you don't know how I feel
Everyone damaged from playing the field
Lil mama just please keep it real
Tomorrow not promised so shit can get rocky
It's ok cause I stay with my Glocky
Bend through they block when I'm mad that's the hobby
But these niggas they never outside
Bro got a chop while I bend with my 9
They got a hood that's only known for dying
Been with the shits god kill me if I'm lying
I don't care though cause the wock got me flying
Off the perky I'm breaking her spine
How she move it be blowing my mind
I'm up now fuck next in line let's get it in
Yea I'm ready to shine come on
These all facts
In the Stack had to run up the racks
Never hiding you know where I'm at
In the North pull a move I react
Shit get tricky
Politics in my city is mixy
But you know I'm loving myself
So I gotta ride with the blicky
Cause lacking is bad for your health
Gotcha, you know we aiming at matas
If you talk spicy then you get the salsa
If I couldn't hit you I'm aiming for potnas cause you know these bullets is unnamed aha
Feel bad for yourself cause nobody else will
You're a soldier on earth yea you got this
Thug it out thugga you gon' be ok
You gotta pull through yea you gotta
Credits
Writer(s): Armando Castro
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