k**a-kc - f** Wit Me (freestyle) lyrics

I remember days on the blocks where I slang slung played punk cops and mad props cause I ran with hard rocks (yeah). From napalms to Uzi's I made G's (say what?), them build up enough Luther by keys. No gang affiliation, yo I stood on my own to pulling capers I'm a sneaky slick n***a, I never had to pull the trigger (right). I mack, and on top and that I'm used to staying wicked with just 24-7, you can ask my ex-hooker. But now I'm on some new improved sh**, making hits, stacking chips, now everything's legitimate. I flipped the scrip a long time ago, on the five-o, when I had to scope with this new way to make my cash flow (uhm). Yes indeedy, I wasn't greedy, got my n***az out the gutter, now they're rolling with the Sam Sneezy. Hip hop fanatic causing static in the industry, these whack creators, I call 'em imitators (ah yeah). Been trying to see me, but see I'm unexplainetory, with the fame and glory, that's why I gotta tell my story. With no disguise, a lot of n***az despise, because I'm on an uprise, so I think you better recognize.