Yung Kico - Background Check Part 2 (Im Rolling Freestyle) lyrics

[Quince] I was 15 with no ID Eyes keen driving calmly Come by me, and I'd probably Just be low key, looking high see Ain't smoke trees, but I smoked kids When my feet went and that gun shot I was outchea like a lick peal Envision me, like my fellow kin Running 4.3, from the police I was hungry, I was only Just a spic kid, with my homies Thinking hopefully, I get recognized Or get televised for that full ride, University It's my only chance for that degree But with no green, moma told me You gon have to drive cause I can't Luis Help please Hell seeps No sleep No peace And I know pleads Ain't gon help me If we gotta leave They don't show grief And it's life see, Everyday be Game of hide and seek Kept my friends real Kept my eyes peeled I was unseen by I.C.E Dawg, we running, we running x2 We gunning, for hunnits, if n***as say something Then they can't be trusted Migo just steady just working them legs Horse in the bed Stayed for the head Busted I fled Back to this stunting, no birds that I sell Ain't No birdman, but I don't f** with Feds Ooo, Nah They don't need a reason, just shoot and you dead You get to bleeding, then pray for no mess They coming squaded up like gangs in the red No crips but they blue blue Ask what it do, do You, Know what we do If only he knew Now he went missing, he nothing but blues clues Dream is to have all my n***as in new coups, cause Back then I was whipping that 4Runner Nothing but 4 runners Running that 4 hunnit 4 nothing's Now we be looking like 4 gunners Puffing that puffy We biggie these small dutches Drink 32's by the 2's, 40's not fronted Raised by the South, I salute till my day coming Ain't from the hood but the hood love me, always been me they just taught me to be something Now these b**hes love me, word to lil herb And my swagger be dripping like sizzirp Have these hoes leaning on me, they dudes hurt Cause she all on my dick, I'm not disturbed And I'm flicking the wrist, while I look at the wrist, just to check if the time on my wrist work Papo, don't show the fear or ya get murked So I never been shook like an ice berg Talking titanic, but yall never planned it, I'm sinking you dead, battleship I'm the cannon Busting busters like I busted some buses Don't f** with these Xanies, my conscious I covet Can't lose my clutches, My family my cousins, my days ones my muscles, my mouth can't be mussled, I'm barking I'm bucking, somebody pa** me a water or something... Mouth hella dry No thirst in my eyes Yea I be craving the sh** in her thighs Give her the look, and she pull me aside You down to roll, I say hell yea lets ride Off in the Beamer, she rolling the reefer The good me gon have to be silent tonight Thug in my heart but a prince in disguise Cumming, She cumming, She yelling 1-5 God, I want it, I want it, I want it, I flaunt it Blue hunnits, on hunnits, a hunnit deposits Racking it up call it clothes in the closet Strictly designer, my loafers exotic I'm loading it fast got it spinning like sonic Gotta get on it, gotta get going Gotta get rolling, no rolls on the stomach Six pack, of the abs, dats Built of the abstract Lift the team like a backpack Spit automatic Brrrrat dat To the point, I'm the Matt black Is you mad at The fact, That came back And I can back, every fact that sprayed, yea Quit the cheifing and pa**, hash 'Fore you pa** me the gas, masked Like I'm bouta finness all the racks racks Que me diga, que no tenga ira Mira pues querida, que mis vulgerias Son solo mi vida, mi vida, no mames Estas aburrida, no dañes mi dia Soy un rapero, No soy baby sitta Taking no sh**, I'm the clip and the hitta f** yea I'm turnt, cause I'm gone off the liquor Live in dis b**h, Turning up like "Arriva"! Thought I was finished but I'm on the move Alakazam bada-been-bada-boom Back to this hustle Flex of the muscles Cooking it up, collard greens and the gumbo Rumble, I never tumble Humble, wavy like mumbo That's number five But that ain't me put the one on the side Jiggy like rocky, pastrami, edamame Da mami's, all on me I be the papi, so spicy, wasabi Teach her karate, she luh to kick it with Mr.Miagi Calling me Jackie b**h, I told you that ain't me She said nah, I said Ahhiiii! Probably right cause my hearing so jacked, Be, in a room full of whispers, I can't keep Concentration, I can't hear a damn peep And yall know what it is This for dem f** boys doubted it They thought Lu was clueless Stupid and foolish, but now that I do this I rub it in So don't get twisted, day ones still with me, yea I be busy, but they don't be tripping, Cause they know that Quince be making the difference Don't want fifty/fifty's, Want all the riches!