Lyrics Freestyle - Peezy

Freestyle

Yeah
What up my nigga Claw Whats happenin nigga
Lil Ron on the Track
Helly whats crackin
Talk my shit for a minute man
Ay
Get money at all costs
These niggas is all talk
It is so easy to fall off
10 thousand on me with the grey Versace draws on
Could’ve bought a crib but I put it on a necklace
Missed the summer jam fuck it put me on the next one
Spent two zips of weed on one fucking sweater
I been getting money for the motherfuckin' record
Wapa hit me up said «P, it’s a desert»
You know I’m on my way but if I bring 'em then its extra
My doctor told me I ain’t been eating enough veggies
I been out in Oakland getting P’s for 27
I don’t go to sleep I get cheese when it’s breakfast
I don’t like to beef but you know me it’s whatever
They gave my nigga Skee 35 and 2 11
You got to be more careful when you driving with the stuffer
You know Chill Nephew he a hustlin' motherfucka
Left town with one, came back with double
3 thousand pills had it concealed in the luggage
This the type of shit that get a young nigga in trouble
But I touched down safe, couple days I’m back
Came up, what they got to say 'bout that
Sneak dissing nigga we don’t play bout that
Same nigga fucked me over I used to break my back
To make sure niggas was straight and niggas betrayed
Real nigga at night, pussy in the day
But you know me I keep it pushing anyway
Call a bad bitch tell her put that pussy on my face
I’m a motherfuckin' vet and you rookies in the way
Drinking on that Pimp C, smoking cookie out the bay
Might hit yo' bitch once then that pussy out a day
Wearing Don C’s the only time you see me with a snake nigga