first 48 freestyle - boldy james & the alchemist lyrics
[intro]
uh (227)
from where n*ggas don’t make it out alive (detroit)
let’s get it
[verse]
as long as i woke up today, i do not have one complaint
still sick from last night, i spilled my double cup of drank
lil’ brodie crackin’ cards, everything been up to date
he doin’ fill*ups half*off, so sh*t, i just filled up the tank
on the east, we trappin’ hard, i just made a junkie faint
four*five*six, i’m in the mix, i just built up the bank
heard they maaco’d up the stray, i’m who put on the touch*up paint
movin’ up the rankings, make a p*ssy n*gga jump the plank
tellin’ n*ggas that he gang, no he motherf*ckin’ ain’t
free my brother hank, i’ll get you hit up with a rusty shank
all these self*proclaimed real n*ggas just a bunch of flakes
cappin’ like you pressin’, big steppin’, out here touchin’ pape
really out here jeffin’, etch*a*sketchin’, wouldn’t bust a grape
shorty hit him broad day, ain’t even cover up his face
in detroit, we known to take a town, known to flood the state
can make the same monies breakin’ down as n*ggas touchin’ weight
seen what’s*his*name with what’s*her*face, he caught a lucky break
out kentucky state, but sh*t, i heard the feds picked up his case
sn*tched him up, plugged his ace, bad enough we upped the stakes
parabellum in my nudies, i know n*ggas love to hate
pulled up on the well with julio, told my youngin shut the drapes
ferris wheel on the [?], broski tryna stuff the drac’
thuggin’ in the concrete jungle, planet of the apes
every step i take, i take a risk, i can’t make one mistake
so i brought these two nines with me out on a double date
been bit a few times, the reason i can never trust a snake
n*ggas ain’t on sh*t, found his whereabouts, he took the bait
told him, “make a wish”, blew his candles out, then cut the cake
hardest thing to do is kick the lean, how much i love the taste
rackin’ all this cash in, and i ain’t never touched a rake
bro told me some foul sh*t, i still ain’t been in touch with yank
crush the face, on the date, just had to adjust the date
razor blade scr*pin’ up the plate
big bodies in the driveway, takin’ up some sp*ce
aks by the fireplace, money’s in the safe
six bodies, five days, take me to another place
hustle late nights, early mornings, right back up at eight
on some tay*k, f*ck a beat, don’t make me do another race
i ain’t even tryna smash, i just wanna f*ck her face
took her down, the head was trash, had me thinkin’ “what a waste”
cuzzo in the pen doin’ life, wish he could jump the gate
twin f&ns in my benz, call ’em puff and mase
at the loadin’ dock with a crowbar bustin’ up a crate
dead body parts from the river floatin’ up the lake
zombies in the trap spendin’ tens on a dub of base
auntie kickin’ back with her stem, smokin’ up the shake
uncie askin’ what they payin’, wanna know how much i make
them b*tches get behind me, i’ma take ’em on another chase
what else?
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