Ambitionz Freestyle

[Verse]

Ayy, bitches said I changed up, I just got my change up

Remember I was starvin', makin' niggas give they chains up

Used to be a nobody 'til I got my name up

Hit the sucker side with big guns, blowin' brains up

Singin' them my song, 'member niggas used to hang up

Now they come around 'cause a nigga got his fame up

No security, so a nigga got a thang tucked

Bitch, I'm from the 6, you diss the block, you gettin' flamed up

I'm still up on the same shit, down for another stick

Should be doin' life, I'm activated and I pull skits

Ain't takin' disrespect, that nigga trippin', watch his dome split

Rowdy young nigga, daddy died, I had to spill shit

Death to my opponents, better pray I'm kept inside a cell

Twenty-five to life, I'll take that before I'm sent to hell

Scary when I'm hungry, knock you down for a plate of food

Remember bein' broke, robbin' niggas for they tennis shoes

Sneakin' out the house, now I'm callin' mama on collect

This the life I chose, sorry, mom, know you tried your best

Came a long way, now I got diamonds drippin' off my neck

Still'll hit the sucker side, bounce out and leave a mess

No pass gang, if he slippin', six to the chest

Ten toes down, never switchin', that's until the end

I know my judge mad, she try to break me, I could never bend

No new niggas, I'll make money 'fore I make a friend

Free all of my niggas that went down for a homicide

Nigga should've known fuckin' with us make your mama cry

Real ball player, what you know about them wicked nights?

Team full of killers, you can't hang if you ain't took a life

I'm activated, hard-headed, P.O. mad she can't lecture me

Pistol on my side, I'll be damned they take my breath from me

Judge tryna throw away my life and let it get to me

Ain't trippin', though, I'm proud of what I did, I'll say it faithfully

He claimin' he an opp, he ain't finna die peacefully

The shit I done done'll leave a nigga scarred mentally

You could be standin' right here and won't be feelin' me

There's been a couple times where they almost got the best of me

December 22nd, '03, mama birthed a demon

Type to bag a nigga broad day and won't need a reason

Masked up, purgin', summertime is the greatest season

Leave a nigga leakin', six shots, now he ain't fuckin' breathin'