29 (Freestyle)

Whoa, ugh, ah, man, shit's stupid Fuck, man, trudgin', ugh (Christo) Trudgin' through the mud, you gotta pay me back in blood Tap heads, call subs if you tired, bruh Liable to wild if they don't give me mine Semi nine, fit me fine, hit a nigga fifty, five, five, ha, times Hard times still ahead and behind, don't whine though I ride or die, or I'll die while releasin' the Rondo I'm qualified, I've never made a dollar off of Spotify Shit, nah, I'm lyin', pro'ly five She say my willy really shine, Jiddie Cauley-Stein Kamikaze cool, killin' mood You will not survive, who will I include? Every girl got a so-called thug, go and get in the line 'Cause when I touch lines, it's suicide It's 'bout time for nigga to up the shade Then shine through all blinds When all stars align, the light wave wasted my time Switchin' gears to grind, came to grips with grabbin' nines In the midst of wind whispers, where you been? It's been a mighty long time Long time, Leanius, legacy, legend in his primetime Like Deion, HBC, you caught your own kind Blindside, I look out for yours, you look out for mine Like you Michael Oher or them crackers, Michael Myers at my door Mighty fine (whore), read my horoscope and said my sign What's your rock and what's your moon? Saw her moon was from behind Shake it like it's for the 2000 and 1999 Back that thing up like Juvenile, rhyme line for line (rhyme line for line) Gold and diamonds shine, never sign my soul For those I told, my bro in the ride with rope Before I glow, it glue, it cost, they inside the stove It's hot, my nose overflow with snot You didn't know the nigga, told me I be totin' the rock Gettin' older, nigga, tell me I be totin' the Glock Gettin' older, nigga, die gettin' thrown in a box Before they told me, ni-ni-ni-ni I had to show these ni-ni-ni-ni Workin' like Kobe-be-be-be-be Look at my Rollie-lie-lie-lie-lie Nigga on flash, ho', nigga on bodie Nigga on od-d-d-d-d Nigga don't know me-me-me-me-me Nigga don't know me-me-me-me-me But I'ma gon' show these n- I'ma show these nigga, I'ma show these nigga When the police kick in the door You and daddy on the dope fiend, but he still smoked They pull up in the Rover, feet on top When they see it like a motherf-, you feel what I'm sayin'?