"NEVER TELL FREESTYLE, PT. 2" lyrics
I ain't never been a crash dummy
Gave you a put on, what more can you ask from me?
Hard to dodge, tryna dodge catastrophe
He a shooter with the Glock straight from the factory
Federallies always tryna solve a mystery
Crippin' hit different when you really know yo' history
It hit so deep I name my son Raymond Washington
That was yo' friend, you gotta fade 'cause he was popping me
Pops did twenty years to the face and you responsible
I read his case and almost paid for a conjugal
Football numbers, he could've played for the Cardinals
Let's see your arsenal
Better not ride by this park or we parking you
Let's see what I can do
Don't cross the line, might as well find you something smart to do
Go back and forth with someone else 'cause I don't argue
Who brought this mark through?
Give 'em that belt thing
I can't help that I'm from second with the twelve gauge
LGN's might spin that block, making hell raise
Let alone a dime, I wouldn't drop a shell case
High top Chuck Taylor with blue shoestrings
Don't just snatch one, he's wearing two chains
Tell me who made cuh top of the food chain
Free the stitch lip
Don't just be spazzin' on homies, go take a field trip
Don't even act silly, plus I got Slap with me
Smoke you like Moms'll smoke a Newport on the balcony
Been getting faded, losing touch with my reality
I'm sick and tired of those purples and that gallery
When you have an empty back, you get a battery
Can't complain, I'm from the D just like the Flannerys
VSOP, I'm feeling decent off the Hennessy
All that time they tryna give the reaper really gets to me
A Black man is guilty until he's proven innocent
Free the General 6, the set really get militant
Anybody can get it, I don't discriminate
You play the game for XP, I came to innovate
Mamba mentality, hit the court and then facilitate
Never seen it done before, let me demonstrate
You hear me? I'm a dodger with an attitude
You hear me? Tell me who your homie matter to
Jerzz gave 'em something that he can't take
My enemies taggers, man, all they do is spray paint
The Hateful 8 go plate for plate
We paper chase and hate the jakes
I don't hang with rats or play with snakes
Stay down or stay yo punk ass away
It's Remble
I ain't never been a crash dummy
Gave you a put on, what more can you ask from me?
Hard to dodge, tryna dodge catastrophe
He a shooter with the Glock straight from the factory
Federallies always tryna solve a mystery
Crippin' hit different when you really know your history
It hit so deep, I name my son Raymond Washington
That was yo' friend, you gotta fade 'cause he was popping me
Gave you a put on, what more can you ask from me?
Hard to dodge, tryna dodge catastrophe
He a shooter with the Glock straight from the factory
Federallies always tryna solve a mystery
Crippin' hit different when you really know yo' history
It hit so deep I name my son Raymond Washington
That was yo' friend, you gotta fade 'cause he was popping me
Pops did twenty years to the face and you responsible
I read his case and almost paid for a conjugal
Football numbers, he could've played for the Cardinals
Let's see your arsenal
Better not ride by this park or we parking you
Let's see what I can do
Don't cross the line, might as well find you something smart to do
Go back and forth with someone else 'cause I don't argue
Who brought this mark through?
Give 'em that belt thing
I can't help that I'm from second with the twelve gauge
LGN's might spin that block, making hell raise
Let alone a dime, I wouldn't drop a shell case
High top Chuck Taylor with blue shoestrings
Don't just snatch one, he's wearing two chains
Tell me who made cuh top of the food chain
Free the stitch lip
Don't just be spazzin' on homies, go take a field trip
Don't even act silly, plus I got Slap with me
Smoke you like Moms'll smoke a Newport on the balcony
Been getting faded, losing touch with my reality
I'm sick and tired of those purples and that gallery
When you have an empty back, you get a battery
Can't complain, I'm from the D just like the Flannerys
VSOP, I'm feeling decent off the Hennessy
All that time they tryna give the reaper really gets to me
A Black man is guilty until he's proven innocent
Free the General 6, the set really get militant
Anybody can get it, I don't discriminate
You play the game for XP, I came to innovate
Mamba mentality, hit the court and then facilitate
Never seen it done before, let me demonstrate
You hear me? I'm a dodger with an attitude
You hear me? Tell me who your homie matter to
Jerzz gave 'em something that he can't take
My enemies taggers, man, all they do is spray paint
The Hateful 8 go plate for plate
We paper chase and hate the jakes
I don't hang with rats or play with snakes
Stay down or stay yo punk ass away
It's Remble
I ain't never been a crash dummy
Gave you a put on, what more can you ask from me?
Hard to dodge, tryna dodge catastrophe
He a shooter with the Glock straight from the factory
Federallies always tryna solve a mystery
Crippin' hit different when you really know your history
It hit so deep, I name my son Raymond Washington
That was yo' friend, you gotta fade 'cause he was popping me
