Freddie Gibbs - Freddie Gordy lyrics

Yeah, for sure n***a We came from nothing n***a, from sh** n***a For real Dolo and the pour Got me tore up from the floor up Gang signs, gang handshakes every time a n***a show up All the real n***as know us Back in '09 me and Lam we was looking for a way out But ain't nobody want to show us Riding round' selling blow, shotgun doors out his Volvo Must have sowed a whole O up And you stuck it out with me, I love you like a brother If it wasn't for you I wouldn't have a record deal or nothing I know you hate the fact that I'm so loyal to my street affiliation, but my n***as need a pack? I'm out here thuggin' Willie and Diego need a pack? I'm out here thuggin' My n***a bu*ter hit me for a pack? I'm out here thuggin' And now the DEA they checking on me when I'm getting on a plane, double life it got me ducking under covers I just want to be legit man, sh** man And every time I touch the dope I say that "this gonna' be my last flip man" I got a shorty that's willing to sell it for me She my lover, my homie, the devil cursed me with a pimp hand I hope my daughter never lives this type of lifestyle Creeping under street lights as a night child My uncle still can't put the liquor or the pipe down Meanwhile I'm in this kitchen whipping up the while gal Plus I got addictions of my own, boy The pills into laced blunts got me gone, boy The Oxycontin & heavy syrup got me looking in the mirror saying, "Is you a dope fiend or a dope boy?" Smoking on some sh** that I can't pa** to a n***a Eyes shiny than a b**h, gla** to a n***a Down to kick in the door, .44 Mags to a n***a Got some habits I pray that I never pa** to a n***a All about the dollar signs, f** the sympathy And f** police cause' they k**ing you and k**ing me Slanging and banging, my paper stay getting fatter so do black lives matter when you're about to k** your enemy? I need to know it, drop that paper boy don't be heroic You'll get a trip to see your Jesus if you're reaching for it A real solid street n***a, never been extorted You p**y n***as shouldn't be living, should have been aborted [x2] It's Freddie Kane, Freddie Corleone, Freddie Gordy Just left the studio and served a birdie for the 40 I bet my n***as k** the witness if I get reported The sh** I spit is so realistic shouldn't be recorded [x2] Dolo and the pour Got me tore up from the floor up Gang signs, gang handshakes every time a n***a show up All the real n***as know us