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miss me freestyle - king los lyrics

[los]

okay..
born to be the nicest, you just idolize n-ggas
flow so righteous i could prophesize scripture
they call me “shooter” cuz of how my lines hit ya
headshots every time like a wallet-sized picture
n-gga, i was havin’ dreams of foreign deep dishes
when biggie was havin’ dreams of f-ckin’ r&b b-tches
i’m tryin’ to write this movie co-starrin’ these riches
i’ll be d-mned if i ain’t walked so far in these britches like
i’m what b-tches like, you’re like what b-tches are
and since life is a b-tch, it seems a bit bizarre
that you don’t have a life, the things in which you struggle with
bore me, i’ll prob’ly master twice, did i slave and sacrifice?
is a slave’s master white? we slaved so we mastered white
i wonder will we still stay fresh to death in the afterlife?
pr-pr-probly not, so for now i’m thinkin’ bugatti drops
every night to party hop, menage two hottie pop
my drop blue lollipop, you clock ‘nd you prob’ly cop (?)
if you watchin’ you prob’ly cops, if you jockin’ you prob’ly c-ck
ridin’ and i go hard like i’m ballin’ in the play-offs
b-tch, i’m goin’ in like carter when his j off
for me it’s easy as a lay-up to get you laid off
catch you while you laid up, then i let this 8 off
yeah i’m on my adolf, k!ll em on them 24’s
i’m kobe when he took that 8 off and went to 24
ironically i’ve mastered the 8 off of a 24
in other words a 16, d-mn that muhf-cka los
yeah that muhf-cka cold, grab that muhf-ckin’ chevy
gut that muhf-cka out, dr-drop it muhf-ckin’ low
bring that muhf-cka out, ride that muhf-cka slow
like this muhf-ckin’ beat, unless of course yeah i go on
incredible sh-t, instead of bullsh-t
win championships then better forfeit, step into the pulpit
breeze to the hood n-ggas then to the corporate
lambo’s, ferrari’s, benz to the porsche’s
money make the f-ckin’ world spin and it’s gorgeous
money make your f-ckin’ girl grin til you nauseous
then it’s the choices that end in divorces
so when you hear the revvin’ from the engines in porches
gone muhf-cka, this one deep – go long muhf-cka
guess ya pimp game ain’t strong muhf-cka
okay, farewell, so long muhf-cka
shooter in this b-tch, boy need i remind you?
if i put you in a scope that don’t mean i signed you
rest in peace to this beat, haul it off and chalk it
i was all over this flow – wall to wall carpet
shooter

- king los lyrics

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