Freestyle Wit Da Men

I move like DeAndre, too swift, I'm back in the mix
Don't ask where I've been, she like how I move
I keep me at tool, I'm wearing this rude, I talk to her smooth

Big boosie woe yeah, I'm back in that Bema
F**k with that, guys, you get hit with this steama
fully 12 on me, yeah, them buck shots go crazy
Groupie bitches on my line, that shit it don't amaze me

I'm on every hit, I be breaking my scale
I be on every car, I ain't missing no shells
When I go on a mission, just pray I don't fail
long live da men, free so down da jail
But we having some motion, I know you can tell

And its long live gspazz, we giving them hell
I ain't shamming no hits, I'm passing the sale
And woe he the drive, ain't macking the wheels

I'm always tight, & you niggas be loose
We drunk off the Don, she acting a fool
I'm back in the stu, and I'm fucking with boof
I go up the hill, you know I be lurking
After that move, I pop me a Perkin

Up off the E and my phone be chirping
Don't hit me too late, my bitch get tah kurkin
I'm in the field, and I'm getting real dirty

Long live spazz, gotta pour out the Don
Whole lot of horses, this shit like a farm
Whole lot of dope, I get shit from Milan
TNT boofgang, blow up like Bomb
Yeah Im finna go crazy

I move a milliton like I'm a Navy
I sippin lean from the bottle like baby
Riding around with 1 stick on the daily

Niggas be bap, I ain't trying to link up
I sold 50 bags, it was less than a month
It was just 4 years, I ain't had no money,
you look at me now, shit changed in a month
All the hoes back then gone fuck for a buck