Rambo (freestyle) Lyrics - Big K.r.i.t.

[Verse] 

Aw man fuck that shit I been with it 

I been grindin' from the sun up to sun down for Mississippi 

On the late night, ain't much more that you could tell me 

Ain't much that I ain't sold that you could sell me 

Out of the kitchen I'm whippin' something to change up 

Callin' up the radio only for them to hang up 

Frustration boilin', I harbor and let it linger 

Hit the booth in Vernon, refuge from all the anger 

Goddamn, when I'm on, they gotta pay up 

Every motherfuckin' pawn that I weigh up 

Roaches in our hotel, I gotta stay up 

One day, God gon' answer my prayers 

Angels watch over me in my city 

In case a hater want my place, come get it 

I never wanted more than I needed, just try to maintain 

Make a couple plays and show my brothers the same thing 

Ride clean even if it was a plain Jane 

I used to be on foot trynna chase change 

A milla dead, get me through the trenches 

A pack of ramen noodles, Faygo drank ain't for feelin' 

But fuck it, if the next step is beggin' for a biscuit 

In the soup line of the church house kitchen 

I put the pieces together, lo and behold 

I know the game's a rabbit hole but how far does it go? 

To the money, perhaps 

Financial freedom is far from the trap 

Far from the "fuck you's" and fraudulent daps 

Far from the city, you might need a map, to get where I'm at 

The only time you ever see me drop a pen 

Long as there's breath in my lungs, I keep goin' in 

Long as I'm livin', make the mark, I be outta ten 

Forever multi to the very end 

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[Hook x4] 

I'm a paper chaser, I got my stock up high, remainin' a G 

'Til the moment I expire, I know what it is 

I keep it Southern when I'm bustin', I handle my biz 

It's multi or it's nothin' 

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