Havin Freestyle

(Tony Coles)

Ayy

I've been living, can't lie, life good

Feel real different, the trunk in the hood

Diamonds on butch, my bitch fucking me good

Bitch, I'm having my way like you wish that you could

Three-five, nothin' less, only dope in my 'Wood

Call this shit a freestyle, yell out, "Uh," like I'm hood

600 block, you can't come, you ain't good

Used to take niggas' shit, but I wish that you would

A-okay, if he play, run him down with a Drac'

The same niggas with me every state

Know we eat good, I put food on the plate

Not hibachi, we called up the chief for a steak

You think you can pop it like me, but you can't

Spent five hundred on ice, now I'm finna go plain

Strip club every city, I'm makin' it rain

I've been thinking veneers, partner say Johnny Dang

Ayy, I just had a good year, might just go cop a new ring

My BM looking good in her new Range

This FN, it look good, it shoot blue things

It's 600, bitch, we the new Wu-Tang

I don't fuck with these niggas, Ku Klux Klan

Now I'm fake? Nah, BigX just a new man

Hottest side on my city like Sudan

Get this paper, that's really my mood, fam

Fuck a bitch, I don't mean to be rude, bae

And these niggas be sweeter than Kool-Aid

Might just lose a lil' weight for this coup thing

Or go big and just glide in that Mulsanne

Got fucked up and threw 10k in Blue Flame

I'm a boss, you can't do what I do, man

I'm the type touch a hundred in two days

Was born off the hustle, can get it a few ways

I'm in Santa Rosa on the liquor, throw bombs out the bay

Got the 'bows of the fraza, this shit tasting great

Pour an eight in the Sprite, got that bitch looking grape

Got that pussy first night, we ain't go on no date

Every day like Friday, it's a payday

Who got beef? Turn a nigga to a grande

Got somethin' on my side that burn, Ashanti

Like it's taco Tuesday, have him leakin' picante

Look from my view, you ain't nothin' but a rendez

I'm in love with the money, take risks with no conscience

Every shot to an opp, we ain't takin' no nonsense

Go dumb where I'm from, hooked on money like phonics

Got blessed with trap, I make plays on a Sunday

Wouldn't trip on a bitch even if I was clumsy

Hit for Egyptian money, I sold him a mummy

Really came up from nothin', no need for assumption

We got motion motion, nine bricks like the Brady Bunch

Goon Berries, baby, these not no Captain Crunch

Watch how you steppin, these streets know you're doozin' off

Before you come in here, tell me, you will or won't

In that trap, I'm like Al, with that green, I'ma get it on

Drop a sixteen, but I still get the load gone

Dirty dog, I ain't nothin' to hold on

She swear I be cheatin', I ain't leavin' 'til the 'bows done

No time for nothin', go argue with a broke nigga

MJ with the comeback, I'm strapped with a four nickel

Give a fuck 'bout no rap, my best friend wrap and ship 'em

How I'm pushin' the P, you thought I'm dropping isms

Leave a stain on they brain, I might give 'em some wisdom

I got chicken on me, every day, I dress Christmas

Even though I be sinnin', my Diors are Christian

Roll the doors off the trap, we gon' do this for Nipsey (uh)