Troy Ave - Free Base lyrics

Condo Living Big House Dreams Everything I rap about, is what it seems Word to my spleen, n***as need that Word to every fiend, n***as need crack I'm a hustlers Hustler, supplying the spots Bricks In My Backpack, I'm buying the blocks And my attitude is like my car tops, roofless Bite my hand, I'll pistol whip until you toothless Then I'm gon squeeze, cause n***as be coming back And I don't like the feeling of looking over my back Spark police intrest or let my gun spark, "blah blah" Now I'm chillin like a summertime park With my big chain swanging, pushers all behind me Finish with the work out Ballings where you'll find me, off the court sponsored links God forbid, I'm ever caught It'll be a drought, dealers taking off Heliport, chopper for the lessons taught Procter with a metal fork My residue is more than these frontin n***as ever bought Believe me, the Hottest n***a in the streets Go and ask the public n***as won't play me on the radio, f** it I don't expect to hear real sh** from fake n***as Who be putting on they man wack sh** and dating n***as I don't need rap, I got a digital scale Triple A's and some sandwich bags, all is well Except my flow sicker then a man that's frail With all this weak sh**, I should've had a chance to fail Still I prevail, off the grams I sell Living fly, hope to God I don't land in jail I earn harder then Dale Turning hard from the yayo Fast cars, fast money, faster b**hes than Gayle - Deavers Most of em bad b**hes, some swear they divas I even got a ugly b**h who s** a good peter f** PETA, my furs drag, I puff reefa Off the ground, into the sky, I will leave ya The real reaper, get ya chain stuck up Too many fake real n***as got the game f**ed up I yelling f** them other n***as Cause I'm down for my n***as 6 deep, 6 heats, 6 fingers pulling triggers The devil is a liar, your numbers are too 30 strong but 29 p**y out the crew This what I'm a do, get a package bus it open Put it on my tongue, drop a ounce See the bounce, can't believe the numb Feeling like it's time, I need to make a power move Heading outta town with the birds, I call it powder moves Do my thang, do my thang, I do my fukin thang Give a sh** about the fame Money, money mayne Look at all the pretty b**hes with a coke dealer And look at all the silly b**hes with a broke n***a Powderrrr!