Froze Up (feat. SOB X RBE)

He a nerd, typa nigga never keep his word Told my brother I'ma strip him if I see him first Bought a 'partment for the posse, where we keep the word I was playing step daddy while the bitch at work Twerk, VVS has got the hoes alert My organisation, no one control the turf My star shooting guard, known to go berzerk It wasn't that many years ago I was on the turf Preach, I'm tryna keep my face off a shirt I'm old school, I'm still running through bitches purse The feelings hurt, I'm stealing work and they still at work My metro went crazy when they needed purp We shut Cragslist down But bust down loud, don't make no sound I'm in a lil town, tryna make my rounds I got shooters in the lobby if shit go down I got money that get made, plug on my phone And them niggas been hiding 'cause they knowing that it's on Another plate God made, in the foreigns we gon' race Still going through pain, you can see it in my face I just roll up, got it sold up They know about me then now they know us I just roll up, never float up Got some shooters with and they never froze up How you sail with exotic frank burner pad Cooking, smoking every wood, ain't no purp in that Fucking the next nigga bitch, I got a urge for that Coulda been switched up, instead I can't be silent Tryna put them drugs down but it's too hard to stop it Ever since I made a name stows is hard to top it You niggas really bitches, what a fucking plot twist Spent twenty thousand on a chain, what you know about it? Know some niggas want me dead so I can't go without it How that your nigga if he got caught and he told about it? These days these niggas ain't living like that Rented house, spend it all and I made it all back Free my niggas out that system, they just tryna hold us back And I don't wanna be a victim so I had to told her straight And if I could do it again then I wouldn't say no I got money that get made, plug on my phone And them niggas been hiding 'cause they knowing that it's on Another plate God made, in the foreigns we gon' race Still going through pain, you can see it in my face I just roll up, got it sold up They ain't know about me then now they know us I just roll up, never float up Got some shooters with and they never froze up I'm still living in a rat race Yeah, RIP to back page She work casino lobbies And turn tricks while I breath on Laurie I don't need nobody I'm in this bitch solo Valentinos with the fresh polo Fed pulled me off the plane, had my bitch photo We don't talk here, we pay to walk Fuck a snitch, knock 'em off, let 'em lay in chalk Playing raw serial number, we scratch it off I'm tryna ball That bag is soft Got her feeling like she on a hype Can't go no lower on the pack Niggas know the price My state of mind greasy when I'm on the hype He say the world forgot about him so I rode a kite Going hard on these bitches, nigga, I'm cold as ice Dollar might finna paint the miles white I got money that get made, plug on my phone And them niggas been hiding 'cause they knowing that it's on Another plate God made, in the foreigns we gon' race Still going through pain, you can see it in my face I just roll up, got it sold up They ain't know about me then now they know us I just roll up, never float up Got some shooters with and they never froze up