(C Man's Freestyle)
You could never understand how I'm really feeling. I don't even know it's like my feelings missing. All these b**hes played out, it's like they fiction. I ain't got no morals, keep two b**hes kissing. All this money I been getting, you think I'm on a mission. My shooters finger itching & all diamonds glistening. Got snipers on the roof, he seen you in the kitchen. Serve, Serve, Serve, Serve all n***as jiggin. All my hoes petty, they just want attention. I ain't got no feelings, ain't no reminising. But I only text back, if I know I'm hitting. Logo ; red, white, & blue cause we independent. La Familia Gang, yeah. I'm with my n***a. Shawty so damn bad, but you call her Thiller. & that p**y don't matter if you ain't got no skrilla. The way I spit is soo sick, it like salmonella. I don't plead or beg, & youu can't get a sorry. Hoes stay on go & it's like a push to start me. Gotta black b**h, mixed chick, & a white barbie. They wanna shine bright, but they be glitter sparkly. Side n***a of the year, rebound like Charles Barkley. n***as crown the wrong hoes, call em Steve Harvey. I'm dripping on em baby, yeah I stay saucy. Taking all you n***as b**hes & now they salty. These n***as making threats but can nobody harm me. Smoking on the best sh**, it comes from my garden. My dope be purp & green, smoking on that Barney. I don't have no f**ing team , b**h I got an army. You guys better watch, my boas punch the clock. & my youngin stay strap, he always gotta Glock. Bluffing all the time, you guys gotta stop. & if I tell my shooter, shoot, then you getting shot