Real Shit Lyrics - Freedom Of Speech - Freeway

How can you niggas even question this, huh, huh? 

I'm a mother fucking perfectionist 

Huh, huh, weak raps, we kill'em nine lines 

Fuck these cats, we kill'em nine times 

The dogs is on alert, so be aware 

If you niggas plan on making it to the top, 

I see you there! 

And since the industry ain't being fair 

You gotta be yo own machine, up incomers be prepared 

Fuck these niggas, I'll take them alive 

I'll raise hell, get 'em a casket and take 'em to God 

These for my nigga shackled up that's taking a ride 

Shooting back at the LAW taking a trial 

We got the white weed and water, we're taking immortals 

Gotta be consistent, try to balance while I'm raising my daughter 

Drinking liquor with my niggas in the hood up to no good 

Sipping Barney, shooting dice fuck your bitches, burn the woods 

Rob the banks and run that dirty money, nigga! 

Just like an eagle getting birdie money, huh 

AKOP I'm blow a couple of banks 

I just wanna fuck one time, you go right back and love yo man 

And these young niggas know they can't fuck around when I get on my shit 

A long way from my shit, drop it then hop on my dick 

They say who better, say who better, yeah you're fucking crazy 

Grown man up in this booth, you're just a fucking baby 

Uh, How can fucking niggas question me 

I'm the chef, I cook it up, I got the recipe 

Locksmith after the flip, I got an extra key 

Blow sick and fuck around and be the death for me! 

These haters wanna rifle me 

These feds wanna indite me 

Nor the niggas wanna like me 

Like I'm reaper, but I got my deserts eagal, come and get me 

Don't let me! Get the dropout ill empty 

The whole clip on niggas, super soak them like a jet ski 

We are definitely on that job 24/7 

Like a factory, your mouth runs 24/7 like a track meet 

I got more money, more weapons 

And it sound like heaven whenever me and the track meet 

Flow strong athlete, go long, go strong 

Go hard pro active just like I had acne 

Instead of trying to clique with me, 

these niggas try to clap me. 

Instead of trying to sit with me, these niggas try to splat me 

They're trying to get at me, never let 'em over lap me 

They can't out rap me, can't out class me 

Getting money off music bastard, we are... 

With this chick name Cassie, fuck a doggie like lassie 

Leave our ass ashy, leave Her calf muscle strampy 

Cause she ride me like a banshee, but she still look fancy 

But we're still crooks, we see dough we get and she fuck 

I sound like those fuck niggas that try to jam me but 

back to business, back to rapping for the family 

We are like Tim Allen, keep tools handy 

Don't stay polished so we visit islands 

I'm critically a claimed dominator for a Grammy, lets go! 

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