Boldy James - First 48 Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: Boldy James] Uh (227) From where ni**as don't make it out alive (Detroit) Let's get it [Verse: Boldy James] As long as I woke up today, I do not have one complaint Still sick from last night, I spilled my double cup of drank Lil' brodie crackin' cards, everything been up to date He doin' fill-ups half-off, so sh*t, I just filled up the tank On the east, we trappin' hard, I just made a junkie faint Four-five-six, I'm in the mix, I just built up the bank Heard they MAACO'd up the stray, I'm who put on the touch-up paint Movin' up the rankings, make a pussy ni**a jump the plank Tellin' ni**as that he gang, no he motherfu*kin' ain't Free my brother Hank, I'll get you hit up with a rusty shank All these self-proclaimed real ni**as just a bunch of flakes Cappin' like you pressin', big steppin', out here touchin' pape Really out here Jeffin', Etch-a-Sketchin', wouldn't bust a grape Shorty hit him broad day, ain't even cover up his face In Detroit, we known to take a town, known to flood the state Can make the same monies breakin' down as ni**as touchin' weight Seen what's-his-name with what's-her-face, he caught a lucky break Out Kentucky State, but sh*t, I heard the feds picked up his case Snatched him up, plugged his ace, bad enough we upped the stakes Parabellum in my nudies, I know ni**as love to hate Pulled up on the well with Julio, told my youngin shut the drapes Ferris wheel on the [?], broski tryna stuff the Drac' Thuggin' in the concrete jungle, planet of the apes Every step I take, I take a risk, I can't make one mistake So I brought these two nines with me out on a double date Been bit a few times, the reason I can never trust a snake ni**as ain't on sh*t, found his whereabouts, he took the bait Told him, "Make a wish", blew his candles out, then cut the cake Hardest thing to do is kick the lean, how much I love the taste Rackin' all this cash in, and I ain't never touched a rake Bro told me some foul sh*t, I still ain't been in touch with Yank Crush the face, on the Date, just had to adjust the date Razor blade scrapin' up the plate Big bodies in the driveway, takin' up some space AKs by the fireplace, money's in the safe Six bodies, five days, take me to another place Hustle late nights, early mornings, right back up at eight On some Tay-K, fu*k a beat, don't make me do another race I ain't even tryna smash, I just wanna fu*k her face Took her down, the head was trash, had me thinkin' "What a waste" Cuzzo in the pen doin' life, wish he could jump the gate Twin F&Ns in my Benz, call 'em Puff and Mase At the loadin' dock with a crowbar bustin' up a crate Dead body parts from the river floatin' up the lake Zombies in the trap spendin' tens on a dub of base Auntie kickin' back with her stem, smokin' up the shake Unc keep askin' what they payin', wanna know how much I make Them b*tches get behind me, I'ma take 'em on another chase What else?