[Freestyle]
Real shit, I said, the name of the game, get the change, fuck the fame
If it ain't about no money, I ain’t fucking with you gang
When I was cuffed up in the chains, niggas ain't give me a holla
Bail 95 hundred, niggas ain't give me a dollar
That’s the number one problem, no respect, no loyalty
Business over bitches, that's number one and most importantly
The day I fell, I know yall would be the ones that supporting me
I call the phone, ya hitting buttons avoiding me
I was in my cell boiling, like when I touchdown, imma kill somеthing
That's when I caught myself, like nigga gеt a deal or something
Eat a mill or something, getting rich will make em sick
The main ones I thought was real, they was fake as shit
Talking bout they never change, I needed help, they never came
Same time you making money off my name
Know what's fucked up in the game, cause God just had to show me
Who to keep close to me and on the real you niggas owe me
Shit my mom the one that told me, "man them niggas ain't gon' ride, when you down doing your time, they acting out here like you died"
So I'm laughing with a smile, man the game switching lanes, and I ain't dissing on you niggas, nah, I’m just spitting pain
This is real shit, flowing like the blood that’s in my veins
Homie feel this cause it can happen to your boy the same
I'm the only boy to blame, cause I was down for you niggas
I would ride, I would die, bust my pound for you niggas like
I was on cortine, living like a poor fiend
Niggas taking meds, just to kill the pain like its morphine
Yea, go ahead sleep on me, you boys dream, and I be at it chasing cabbage, serving more cream
I had to separate myself from the lames, had to realize that me and niggas ain’t the same, can't complain
I kept it a hundred, sunny or rain, through the fame or the pain, rega...
Real shit, I said, the name of the game, get the change, fuck the fame
If it ain't about no money, I ain't fucking with you gang
When I was cuffed up in the chains, niggas ain’t give me a holla
Bail 95 hundred, niggas ain't give me a dollar
That's the number one problem, no respect, no loyalty
Business over bitches, that's number one and most importantly
The day I fell, I know yall would be the ones that supporting me
I call the phone, ya hitting buttons avoiding me
I was in my cell boiling, like when I touchdown, imma kill something
That's when I caught myself, like nigga get a deal or something
Eat a mill or something, getting rich will make em sick
The main ones I thought was real, they was fake as shit
Talking bout they never change, I needed help, they never came
Same time you making money off my name
Know what's fucked up in the game, cause God just had to show me
Who to keep close to me and on the real you niggas owe me
Shit my mom the one that told me, "man them niggas ain't gon' ride, when you down doing your time, they acting out here like you died"
So I'm laughing with a smile, man the game switching lanes, and I ain't dissing on you niggas, nah, I'm just spitting pain
This is real shit, flowing like the blood that's in my veins
Homie feel this cause it can happen to your boy the same
I'm the only boy to blame, cause I was down for you niggas
I would ride, I would die, bust my pound for you niggas like
I was on cortine, living like a poor fiend
Niggas taking meds, just to kill the pain like its morphine
Yea, go ahead sleep on me, you boys dream, and I be at it chasing cabbage, serving more cream
I had to separate myself from the lames, had to realize that me and niggas ain't the same, can't complain
I kept it a hundred, sunny or rain, through the fame or the pain, regardless I will remain the same
[Outro: Cosmic Kev, Meek Mill]
You know what, this a celebration, imma give you a pass on the freestyle, we not gonna do that
I s-, I wanna freestyle tho
Y-You sure?
What you gotta you can't find a beat right now?
N-Not right this minute
Aiight, imma just give them some of a real aca...
Real shit, I said, the name of the game, get the change, fuck the fame
If it ain't about no money, I ain’t fucking with you gang
When I was cuffed up in the chains, niggas ain't give me a holla
Bail 95 hundred, niggas ain't give me a dollar
That’s the number one problem, no respect, no loyalty
Business over bitches, that's number one and most importantly
The day I fell, I know yall would be the ones that supporting me
I call the phone, ya hitting buttons avoiding me
I was in my cell boiling, like when I touchdown, imma kill somеthing
That's when I caught myself, like nigga gеt a deal or something
Eat a mill or something, getting rich will make em sick
The main ones I thought was real, they was fake as shit
Talking bout they never change, I needed help, they never came
Same time you making money off my name
Know what's fucked up in the game, cause God just had to show me
Who to keep close to me and on the real you niggas owe me
Shit my mom the one that told me, "man them niggas ain't gon' ride, when you down doing your time, they acting out here like you died"
So I'm laughing with a smile, man the game switching lanes, and I ain't dissing on you niggas, nah, I’m just spitting pain
This is real shit, flowing like the blood that’s in my veins
Homie feel this cause it can happen to your boy the same
I'm the only boy to blame, cause I was down for you niggas
I would ride, I would die, bust my pound for you niggas like
I was on cortine, living like a poor fiend
Niggas taking meds, just to kill the pain like its morphine
Yea, go ahead sleep on me, you boys dream, and I be at it chasing cabbage, serving more cream
I had to separate myself from the lames, had to realize that me and niggas ain’t the same, can't complain
I kept it a hundred, sunny or rain, through the fame or the pain, rega...
Real shit, I said, the name of the game, get the change, fuck the fame
If it ain't about no money, I ain't fucking with you gang
When I was cuffed up in the chains, niggas ain’t give me a holla
Bail 95 hundred, niggas ain't give me a dollar
That's the number one problem, no respect, no loyalty
Business over bitches, that's number one and most importantly
The day I fell, I know yall would be the ones that supporting me
I call the phone, ya hitting buttons avoiding me
I was in my cell boiling, like when I touchdown, imma kill something
That's when I caught myself, like nigga get a deal or something
Eat a mill or something, getting rich will make em sick
The main ones I thought was real, they was fake as shit
Talking bout they never change, I needed help, they never came
Same time you making money off my name
Know what's fucked up in the game, cause God just had to show me
Who to keep close to me and on the real you niggas owe me
Shit my mom the one that told me, "man them niggas ain't gon' ride, when you down doing your time, they acting out here like you died"
So I'm laughing with a smile, man the game switching lanes, and I ain't dissing on you niggas, nah, I'm just spitting pain
This is real shit, flowing like the blood that's in my veins
Homie feel this cause it can happen to your boy the same
I'm the only boy to blame, cause I was down for you niggas
I would ride, I would die, bust my pound for you niggas like
I was on cortine, living like a poor fiend
Niggas taking meds, just to kill the pain like its morphine
Yea, go ahead sleep on me, you boys dream, and I be at it chasing cabbage, serving more cream
I had to separate myself from the lames, had to realize that me and niggas ain't the same, can't complain
I kept it a hundred, sunny or rain, through the fame or the pain, regardless I will remain the same
[Outro: Cosmic Kev, Meek Mill]
You know what, this a celebration, imma give you a pass on the freestyle, we not gonna do that
I s-, I wanna freestyle tho
Y-You sure?
What you gotta you can't find a beat right now?
N-Not right this minute
Aiight, imma just give them some of a real aca...
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