Freddie Gibbs - Fear No Evil lyrics

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Freddie Gibbs - Fear No Evil lyrics

[Hook] I keep it real I don't speak no evil, preach no evil, fear no evil Man, this one for my people And my folks, they gotta get up and get it That's risking catching a slug in they fitted You gotta hit that block, and get money til the day that you go Please understand life ain't long Once again it's on, another day another dollar We gon pump that diesel, clutching our Desert Eagles We don't fear no evil [Verse 1] Where the hell you been? I been around the block and back again No reruns, but I'm letting 'em know what's happening When I wake up I'm on my hustle, getting scratch again Hoping and praying I don't go back to slinging crack again Don't think cause I'm rapping that I won't bust a gat again Put one in your body, have all of your bones shattering So tell your homies I ain't with the tounge wrestling He gon' f** with me and end up murdered in that 'llac he in This ain't a game, why you n***as think I'm playing with ya? Sit back and let me paint this lyrical picture I done seen true friends turn into true foes And these so-called real n***as turn into real hoes When these n***as get exposed they don't talk, they just walk right past ya Leaving me no choice but to blast ya Man all I'm tryin to do is feed my people You don't want me busting the Desert Eagle I don't fear no evil [Hook] [Verse 2] This a stick-up n***a, I ain't playing with your b**h a** I'm coming for the work and the cash in your stizzash I scoop up the goodies and then I'm gone in a flizzash I'm outta town before the word spread like a rizzash Hate it or love it, man, that's how sh** go I sit and think about my future while I'm puffing the dro Hell yeah, I plan on getting riches off my flow If it don't work, I found another way to get my dough Cause this rap sh** is like a popularity contest It's time to give the props to the n***as that rhyme best A lot of n***as might take this sh** outta context Haters can't understand it cause the flow so complex I hit the weed and leave my pain in the ashtray f** a 9 to 5 I'mma get mine the fast way The ski mask way The only way I know to get it Oh I can hit the booth and spit it the way I know to spit it, Gangsta [Hook]