"Aspen Freestyle" lyrics

Yeah, uh-huh
Now why the fuck you beat that dog?
(What it say?)
Huh-uh-uh
(Elusive)

Rich off freestyles, why would I quit rapping?
Dawg ass cracker, don't let me 'round Aspen
Everybody sleep, I'ma tell 'em keep napping
My city hate me and that's why I hate lacking

Uh-huh, yeah, huh
My mama hate my daddy, and I think they hate they had me
They pull my arm and try to call me when I make shit happen
I take it on the chin, I wave and grin, and act like nothing happened
Button on the back of this, here gat, turn you into Taco Bell
Thought he was my brother 'till he acted like he hate around me
Thinking bitch arouse and that be kind of why I hate arousal
I can't cover skees, or love a thot, these hoes be very wild
Rappers playing games, get off the 'net , you tryna' go that way
Fuck my city, pussies say they hate me, just not to my face
We don't say no name, when it's smoke, we tryna' tap a brain
Know that boy in real life, what bodies he be tryna' claim?
Rapping 'bout some killers, you ain't never seen nobody slayed
You don't know no pain, watched my brother die while jumping gates
Look me in my face, talking 'bout a cracker gang
Why you even moved up 'bout the city? You ain't smack a thing
Your brother died lacking, lil' bro died tryna' catch 'em
I ain't gotta do no acting, claiming bodies I ain't catching
Cappers, I don't fuck with rappers

Glock 40 like a bad bitch, I'm fiending for the-
Never fuck 'bout fame, boy, I'm dying bout' my fucking name
Tryna' take my chain, have you dancing, something like Pootie Tang
Okay, if everybody hate me, I'ma stay the same
They want you to change when they see you out here doing great

Ain't have a pot to piss, now my bathtub a lake
Baguettes, Frosted Flakes, boy these bitches grr-eat
(Baguettes, Frosted Flakes, boy these bitches grr-eat)
My diamonds dance like Tony Tiger
I pop a double stack, she eat me till her jaw get tired
Another hour, and the lil' hoe be out the wire
Ain't nobody did this shit but me, they say they helped me, they some liars