Lyrics Perkys Callin' (freestyle) - Lil Cray, Tra Trap

Perkys Callin' (freestyle)

Thinking about them lick out here I had to
Asked shawty for the neck and she was glad to
I started getting cash, they mad at me
In the Privé wit them strippers throwing cash at em
Im dancing in the pussy, hit the swag daddy
If I show these hoes attention Maddie mad at me
I said Im different from your last Im not the typical
My ex callin up my phone like where yo feelings go
I wake up in the morning turn my swag on
But late night with that pipe I put my mask on
You was flexin last year and now yo cash gone
And Lil Cray gone blow that bag until the bag gone
Ballout ballout we gone go and ballout
Go to the bank and cash out and then go buy the mall out
Swear this shit is not the same all my niggas had to change
People say they understand but, they do not feel my pain
I just hope you understand that I can not fuck with you
Ride for you, you right or wrong
And thats something that brothers do
Baby I’m in love with you, I’m tryna put my trust in you
But, you so cold its hard to think I’m the only one you talking to
I can hear the streets callin, they saying lil nigga keep ballin
You niggas hate it Ima keep ballin
These niggas hate it but I’m a keep ballin
You got me flexing on purpose I cut my girl cause she worth it
And we fuck until the sunrise, got her clothes in the curtains
Lil cray never had no 9−5 but always be working
Ever since I lost Braylon man I swear I’ve been hurting
And my friends turn to enemies, I can’t show no sympathy
First time you cross me then our friendship is history
If I fuck she gone remember me, she sucked me of my energy
I just took a molly and it gave me some more energy
I just took a Xanax don’t know where my head at
Finesse kid keep finessin they like damn where you bands at
I can hear that money callin, I can hear them perkeys callin
Niggas hatin, that be often but, I am gone keep on ballin
I just took a Xanax don’t know where my head at
Shawty weave with the top like baby where yo head at
Ship it off like Fed Ex nigga where yo bread at
Niggas talkin all them bands but, tell me where yo bands at
Niggas sayin they gone ride but, who gone ride till we die
Everyday I’m fresh to death like I just die when I’m fly
Everyday I’m missin Braylon but, now he live in the sky
Never suppose to question God but I’m asking him why
And I’m out here by my lonely, I ain’t got no homies
Niggas say they fuck with you but, these niggas be phony
I ran it up all by myself nobody say I owe em
Pop one now I’m rollin, I’m rollin like I’m bowling
They mad because I’m swaggin or maybe it’s my fashion
Love me I ain’t have shit now hate me cause I’m havin
I started off trappin. now trappin is a habit
Started with one Xanax and xanny a habit
Started it off jackin and then I started rappin
All my niggas jerkin until they in a palace
Got a bad bitch, yea I got a bad bitch
All my niggas trappin until we in a palace
Trappin made it happen, Yea i had to make it happen
If I want it and I see it then I gotta have it
And I swear I do whateva see my momma happy
I swear I do whateva see my momma happy
And I’m not perfect but, I swear I’m workin
All that strugglin and finessin man that shit was worth it
Baby I’m not perfect but, I swear I’m working. If you stay down till I come up
I swear its gone be worth it yeah yeah
I can hear hear the money callin
And I can hear my money counting
Yea, I can hear the money calling he sayin lil nigga keep countin
Yea yea I can hear that hear that money callin and I can hear
My money counting I can hear that money callin it saying
Lil nigga keep counting, yea
I’m thinking about them lick out here I had to
I asked shawty for the neck and she was glad to
I started getting cash, they mad at me
In the Privé wit them strippers throwing cash at em
Im dancing in the pussy, hit the swag daddy
If I show these hoes attention Maddie mad at me
I said Im different from your last Im not the typical
My ex callin up my phone like where yo feelings go