Young Pappy - Freestyle (Pt. 3) lyrics

[Intro] Part 3 or somethin' They'd been beggin' me for this sh** too Take it easy I'ma go and spas to em, I say [Freestyle] On 2Cups A lot of my opps got me f**ed up Shorty gone eat, like I took her to the lunch truck You dumb f** A lotta n***as talking that don't know sh** But I know a lotta n***as with guns that ain't know sh** But all I know is smoke sh**, tote sh**, poke sh** All I know is street sh**. Want beef? I'll roast sh** I been spitting heat, but the past weeks I ain't wrote sh** Phony a** n***as only call me when they want sh** Promise I don't owe sh**, if I owe you then you beat For a feature you get taxed, If you my homie then its free If you lacking while its cracking, I'ma do you like they'll do me Cause I know I can't get no pa** When they catch me they on my a** That's why I gotta keep this b**h right next to me f** n***a get popped like ecstasy She like “slow down, you in too deep. you on my a**” to me I totes the 4 pound, riding round in these streets n***a won't get the best of me Cause them hollows be burning n***a no Ray Sherman You ain't gotta flex for me, 'cause I ain't got no type n***a Like a dyke n***a, I don't like n***as Shells bigger than shark teeth, take a chunk out you - It'll bite n***as This life come with d**h or the can, I don't see why it still excite n***as Free the guys, still sending kites n***a Blessings on the cases that they fighting n***a, 'cause I done been in that jail So free Leeky and Clam Shout out to PBG Bandz, smoke dope by the gram Know I don't give a damn, let my 40 spray like its PAM They know I go ham Once i let this b**h blam You better hope this b**h jam I don't f** with n***as just like Uncle Sam But stay with a couple k**ers off the yam So shout out to Juicy, he a fool with that tooly Die 5, but i f** with the Hoolies Don't f** with no goofies Once you come to our town you gone see it go down like the movies Shout out my n***a Snake Face I need something at least hold 17 shots f** a .38 In the field we don't play safe Give you hollows and have your sh** looking like Blake face So take it easy, before you end up like Teezy And my wrist be on freezy Call Savage Sheen tell him bring me the gleezy He like f** that sh** boy I'm going with you You blow, I'm blowing with you We double breasted You take one, I take one, I'm scoring with you I'ma cross the street, You gon' walk up on em They ain't even gone know I'm with you Me and bro get to blowing from 2 different angles You ain't even gon' know what hit you Swear my shoes won't fit you n***a wouldn't believe all the sh** that I been through Everybody got my name in they mouth tryna get a lil' clout What you want me to diss you? RIP 2cups, Poohbear, Big eazy and Pep, on bro I miss you Free the guys so when i get signed you still got a bond I'm coming to get you