cle gbaby freestyle - cle gbaby lyrics
im sitting here fighting wit myself not go outside or hit or lit
gbaby he got bigger drizzy watch them four giattles on his whip
a n-gga been humble for to long i think its bout the time i hit the gas
i know my parents wanna see a young n-gga elavated get a bag
my father like boy stop playing with these rap n-ggas and apply pressure
soon to never its gon be better
hard times i took a right down last forever
free my n-ggas out the can
when i get done this song ima send a letter
real n-ggas took forever
this concrete music helped me get through the weather
im gon cop me a foreign and kick a hoe out my car if she make me mad
ima leave her on the curb you shouldn’t of got on my nerves (look)
i got divas in my dm talkin bout they wanna be my bae but (look)
right now is not the right time im too busy getting to the cake
people talking bout us switched up
noo thanks for tryna boss up
you see the thing is you busy sh-tballin
why the boy tryna run it up
you should be glad that gbaby in his bag husling for the cash
instead of running round wit a big glizzy tryna crack a n-gga fourback
you can see it in a n-ggas eyes i dont been exposed way too much
i seen a n-gga -ss get robbed tryna run then he got his -ss bust (x2)
i can’t be hanging round a bunch of broke n-ggas wit no loyalty and no ambition
i gotta go to a cheeve, i gotta thang too feed (x2)
can’t even trust some people that i love and that hurt a n-gga too his heart
what is loyalty without love, what is real love without trust
this is way deeper than some rapper talk to your soul (cocrete music)
i spread the truth and i tell you how i really feel swear im about to lose it
to loyal to the g code
and i ain’t get nothing back out
fake smiles fake love
enemies giving hugs and knives in my back
baltimore dont play fare, you can smell the death up in the air
little girls and kids getting shot
talking bout his oldest just five
for a n-gga really start to rapping i was kidnapping and trapping
in the streets tryna make it happen
shootouts playing for the mavericks
stay true and i ain’t never fold
why you think they call me concrete
drag all my nuts across the d-mn city but i represent for over east
i give you a hug in my world when i rap and you hear me speak
n0body from the city made it but i just might be the nominee the nominee nominee (x2)
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