Fred The Godson - Fred The Godson & AX | LAX to JFK lyrics

[Fred The Godson verse] Bars are mean - I gotta be lethal Just left Charlie Sheen surround myself around positive people Beam on [?] Two n***as loaded in - I call them [?] and [?] You really know me? First see me with a cell Free Andrea - I've just seen him in his cell Y'all should have a baby - I'll bring the gift for real 'Cause you' p**y and semen, you - hah, you know [?] coke - leave my top lock open Trap house - bottom key - I'll leave the top lock open Rap money is cool - it's not like smoking Fiends rip off their shirt look a lot like Hulkin' Move coke in New York - I'm the man, B In Jersey Elisabeth [?] This dyke own me some money - f** the grams, B I wanted to have it - that's the plan, B Ironic - our decisions Looking for you with a nine - might wanna find a religion We carryin' the lead - you gonna remember who Fred is Living on the edge - with the barrel to your edges And where the cake be? Before I get rid of ya Y'all mistaking me - I'll put an end to ya Gun's taking three [?] Life's a b**h - you ain't [?] Could be a problem It's like a [?] intro on a blue tape It's like LOX and I'll flex It's like red cat face spitting on [?] I'm a hitman with a simi - n***a, don't make them send me I'm Tom Cruise and back in the cap with Jamie Hmm, I'm just waiting for y'all to play me I'm trying to teach you so your minds be authentic Read what I write in chalk - or be outlined in it Let it run, y'all, I'm just about finished Backpack [?] hook it up in a minute f** my radio spins - just take it off This is backpack sh** - I'm getting off So you have a true chance when the plot thicken' And you have slim chance when the plot thicken' You know homie he got the Glock with 'em Oh, that's just homie he getting shot with ya [?] overload the flame Fred [?] - they know the name 2 Matics - 2-way traffic - I go insane Play Superman I'll put your brains in the lowest lane Gone [Axel Leon intro] Yeah, yeah Team Backpack in the building - what's up? Check me out Look x3 Look, I said: [Axel Leon verse] Kickin' in the door - waving the four-four 'Cause my f**ing girl won't answer the phone and she won't call If I break up in this loft and find her on all fours You gon' find her on the floor - with blood on the four walls Don't need many friends - believe me We beef - and tell me when and tell me where And I'll pull up with 50's "Many Men" on repeat And f** it all up here - you don't want static Plus I'm like an empty attic - I don't got it all up here I don't have courtesy I f** her in the bathroom - up agaisnt the gla** - vertically [?] I take a bad 6 with some pretty a** lips - big titty a** b**h Or a simple fat b**h who had surgery Cuckoo in the noodle Choking [?] Sit my pitbull on your poodle - you make a move it's toodles [?] got the pistol screaming sumo I'm not a [?] - that's how they love I'm neutral - screaming "who' you?" I feel I'm top 5 I need a [?] s*ut to come here in top 5 - then leave And maybe now and then stop by You know not to speak in public - we can't even lock eyes No eye contact - she better act irritated 'bout her eye contacts And always mind her f**ing business on who I contact [?] - my life is like the worst tripod With dreams of being bigger than the first Ipod I'm bout to run up in these labels - tie up these A&Rs Like you can't hear another verse till you tired of playing ours 'Cause they only respect pressure And need to focus on rap instead of the best dresser That's why I stick to the streets I'm hand in hand with the [?] I got the power - 'cause [?] will turn your man to a ghost You know - look You can play big willie and doubt me - just know That the mac will Wet Willie's like South Beach Anybody can get it - any season you can fall Do nothing out of spite - there's a reason for it all You got hit because you sold garbage to the next guy You got hit for trying to act the hardest [?] You got hit for banging on the west side And you - you got hit for standing right next to the Target - like Best Buy Knee deep in the streets - like [?] in the jeep I keep peace in the East hitting DC with a [?] Who [?] in a week I got my b**hes dressing like [?] No cheap [?] for the teams This' a three piece for the beef I got to buy a suit off of [?] for the grief [?] Drinking a 3 peat on repeat [?] with some jeezy on the beat - holla All about AX to you