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don q - don q | funk flex | #freestyle167 lyrics
[verse 1]:
i get high just to balance my lows
word through the grapevine; they tryna challenge my flows
but i don’t see n0body as far as challengers go
i’m passionate that my talent is why i sat with the pros
we was on the ave with it with that marilyn rose
a half for a whole
come and get it; just grab it and go
these n_ggas don’t even rap about what they actually know
watch a movie then write a song reenacting the role
i took accomplice then i found my own path on the road
i be walking through that valley alone
i can’t speak about no shootings that done happened on behalf of the bros
but try sn_tching my gold
then i’m clapping this pole
if i came out with it, i’m ready to have a bang out with it
out the back window, trying to hang out with it
for real, i seen the toughest n_ggas take the stand
so don’t think i trust you n_gga cuz i shake your hand
these n_ggas moving ass backwards
i heard the streets asked for it; i’m back snapping
gotta just move fast_forward; no backtracking
tryna up my tax brackets
n_ggas think they thugs cuz they got tats and they hat backwards
when i’m on them drugs, its a bad habit
i bite the pill like leroy did the bullet on the last dragon
would you believe mama said i need rehabilitation
what you are now seeing is a legend in the making
[interlude]:
hol’ on
yeah uhh
what you are now seeing is a uhh
yeah
[verse 2]:
b_tch it’s corleone; all about my provolone
had fiends high as et when they phoning home
remember sosa crashed the ‘ghini; he had to tow it home
seen n_ggas fight crack charges that never sold a stone
it’s n_ggas with me that’s toting chrome; that scope is home
looking for the safe; he don’t show the code, leave broken bones
i turned the crib to a trap when i was home alone
you bugging if you talking bout them crimes on the mobile phone
you read through the lines; they feeding you lies
it ain’t really what it seem, like when you see a mirage
i walk in with the heat by the thighs
357, he survived; then he really beating the odds
you see how i rise? look at me and see growth
crack charges, strap charges; i done beat both
it ain’t for debate n_gga; i don’t need votes
i’m the one who broke the lock for the door when the key broke
how you trying to compare?
you trying us where?
know i will body him here and i solemnly swear
uh_oh, it’s him again; i’m rubbing it in they skin
my shooter come prepared to spin like who, what, where and when
it’s crazy how my l’s look better than n_ggas wins
how you pull up to a club and your section is full of men?
on a large scale of 1_10; these n_ggas all 12
give the cut to your cops and get your car tailed
all held, i back out and watch his broad yell
it’s packed out; the traphouse look like a yard sale
lyrical crack; i’m the rap cartel
i went to church but i still gave my moms h_ll
i don’t sleep much; these addys help me keep up
way before felipe’s; i could take you back to that free lunch
where n_ggas hit the dice spot and gamble all of they re_up
where n_ggas panic and switch sides and line the team up
now you heading up sh_t’s creek; you think it’s sweet huh
they put him six feet; they caught him sleeping with his feet up
i’ve seen both sides of the war
them .45 hollows for sure; go through both sides of the door
they coming to put you in a bow_tie in the morgue
it’s nothing to see a n_gga’s soul rise to the lord
mob sh_t; get a n_gga throat tied with a cord
i pray to the most high; we be on top of the forbes
don
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