"One Mic Freestyle Pt.1" lyrics
(feat. GRM Daily)
Got the something on deck stay away
If Jakes pulls us over there's no chance of any fate
The plan is to run it up then getaway
A thousand dollar shades to hate the pain
What a shame
I always stayed up in my lane
I heard she fucking with a lame
But I got hella hoes on my phone in different ways
I'm the same
We jump out we tryna do it broad-day
We don't play no legs we aim it straight at his brain
This is real shit from my block where niggas kill shit
Walalo got 10 he had take it on the chin
[?]
And askar wanna see us down so how the hell we supposed to win
I got a rambo on my do it only place is through skin
Rideout believe me [?]
Hit a lick now we fleeing again
I probably would of hugged him closer if I knew I wouldn't see him again
And I've been in the hood I've seen the hood lies
BlockBaby, yeah I seen the hood cry
Please don't be surprised if someone in your hood dies
Cause we don't ever take tip-toe
M.I.A the whole week
Sipping on lean
I probably had to die to be appreciated
And I'm just tryna eat, same way your tryna eat
And he only 13 got him up in O.T
And see the stars in the ceiling I'm lit
[?] with a nigga like this(Ohh)
And they know that I stay with my strip (Ahh)
Walalo knows to stay with the clip (Ahh)
Got the something on deck stay away
If Jakes pulls us over there's no chance of any fate
The plan is to run it up then getaway
A thousand dollar shades to hate the pain
What a shame
I always stayed up in my lane
I heard she fucking with a lame
But I got hella hoes on my phone in different ways
I'm the same
We jump out we tryna do it broad-day
We don't play no legs we aim it straight at his brain
If Jakes pulls us over there's no chance of any fate
The plan is to run it up then getaway
A thousand dollar shades to hate the pain
What a shame
I always stayed up in my lane
I heard she fucking with a lame
But I got hella hoes on my phone in different ways
I'm the same
We jump out we tryna do it broad-day
We don't play no legs we aim it straight at his brain
This is real shit from my block where niggas kill shit
Walalo got 10 he had take it on the chin
[?]
And askar wanna see us down so how the hell we supposed to win
I got a rambo on my do it only place is through skin
Rideout believe me [?]
Hit a lick now we fleeing again
I probably would of hugged him closer if I knew I wouldn't see him again
And I've been in the hood I've seen the hood lies
BlockBaby, yeah I seen the hood cry
Please don't be surprised if someone in your hood dies
Cause we don't ever take tip-toe
M.I.A the whole week
Sipping on lean
I probably had to die to be appreciated
And I'm just tryna eat, same way your tryna eat
And he only 13 got him up in O.T
And see the stars in the ceiling I'm lit
[?] with a nigga like this(Ohh)
And they know that I stay with my strip (Ahh)
Walalo knows to stay with the clip (Ahh)
Got the something on deck stay away
If Jakes pulls us over there's no chance of any fate
The plan is to run it up then getaway
A thousand dollar shades to hate the pain
What a shame
I always stayed up in my lane
I heard she fucking with a lame
But I got hella hoes on my phone in different ways
I'm the same
We jump out we tryna do it broad-day
We don't play no legs we aim it straight at his brain
