Freddie Gibbs - Live From Gary, Indiana lyrics

Yea n***a It's Gangsta Gibbs n***a Yo, yo Yo i'm a gangsta n***a But I only been a rapper for a minute But don't get it twisted, I hit the booth and handle my business Pay attention n***a deeper then these lyrics that I'm spitting Its a vision of my very existence in every sentence And every flow that i've written hit the hood and you might hear it quoted My style is grimey I can never sugar coat it I'm from Gary Indiana homie so I keep dem hammers on me Quick to clap a 40, splatter his brain like macaroni You might not know me but i'mma show you how I live And ain't another n***a did what I did Cause i'm responsible for kickin' down the door now Indiana's in the buildin' The game is mine i'mma stack that paper to the ceilin' I got the sk** to come up on a couple hundred million I put that on the head of my unborn children I came up on a deal now i'm ballin' b**h Live from Gary i'mma bout to k** 'em all wit dis And i'mma rep til my heart stop tickin' like Hank Cavanaugh The illest rapper out of the mid west since Marshall Mathers But i'm not the next Pac, i'm not the next Big Not the next Jay-Z, i'm the first Freddie Gibbs And i'm lovin' it I'm often imitated never duplicated, highly underated Still I made it now you n***as hate it I smile when I see the mugs on you n***as faces They run their trap I get that gat and put 'em in their places Critics compare me to these rappers in my age bracket Don't put my in the category with them f*ggots I'm the "end a n***a career in one line rapper" You just a punchline rapper, snitch to one time rapper Say you a hustler but you never had the grind rapper Drinkin' what he holdin' his pockets swollen but mine fatter He had a trust fund, I was told to trust none Run up on n***as when they least expect it and bust guns I sold a lil dope, made a couple ends I must admit I never been a drug king pin I ain't gon' lie I worked some bullsh** 9 to 5s Went to the army and got the boot cause I was low on pine My n***a Steiny gave me a deal on my first 9 I got the bustin' it was nothin' but crime on my mind I'm pretty sure my parents had bigger plans for me College tuition? they ain't have that hundred grand for me I played sports to try to further my education But some situations lead to me catchin' a couple cases and Catchin' a couple n***as slippin', chillin' wid their b**h in the whip You see this chopper n***a? Give me ya sh** The Steel City stick up kid, the jack move expert Gorilla for the scrilla, leaving n***as with wet shirts But now I found a better way to get my scratch Motherf**ers laughed at me when I told 'em I rap This is dedicated to those that didn't think I could spit To the teachers that told me I wouldn't amount to sh** To the b**hes that tried to play me The n***as that tried to spray me The haters that tried to diss me, them b**hes could never fade me Family members that disowned me, now they wanna up and call From the bottom of my heart, motherf** all y'all Cause I was born by myself and i'mma die by myself I just pray the lord bless me with health and wealth So my daddy don't have to work My family don't have to struggle My mumma don't have to worry her baby don't have to hustle Now her babies doin' good, it's a brand new day You don't believe in what I say then come around my way, n***a Yeah, it's Gangsta Gibbs n***a I do it, i does it f** it