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30 Deep Grimeyy

Mood Freestyle

 

Mood Freestyle


Me and Murda took the city, now these fuck niggas envy
Long live Streetz and long live James
We still smoking your enemy
DP Blood steady spinning blocks
He just cashed out on an Infiniti
And tell 'em free my nigga [?]
I heard he crashed off the Henny
2013 you walk through the hood
We'll beat your ass for your shoes
Them pussies cut my momma gas
I had to shower at school
Now me and Pistole eating lobster
Used to go have Fon Fon
And when we upload all our pictures
All our captions say 'Mood'
I watched my granny smoke a rock
While she was fixing us dinner
Can't tell me shit about the struggle
I walked from [?] to [?]
What you know 'bout tank tops and flip flops
In the winter, bitch now I'm cooling in Manhattan
With a bitch named Kendall
Bitch I'm Grimeyy extra slimy
Just slid straight off the plane
Fuck nigga dissing, I ain't replying 'cause I slid in his main
If you don't see me with them niggas
Then they got cropped out the frame
Witness protection for the goofy
Nigga still ducking rec
You heard the news, I got some views
But bitch I'm still on the set
Spoke on the gang for some clout
'Cause they know we the best
Won't say no name just gon' hop out and put bout 5
In they chest, that nigga baby mama [?] she lit
Like 4/3 crack, rest of the gang ain't hit the bitch
Because he took the hoe back (Goofy!)
And don't believe your favorite rapper
'Cause most of these fuck niggas cap
STL, Mugshots, you can Google me champ
But fuck the goofies, back to the struggle
'Member sleeping on trains (Damn!)
In that can I stood 10, selling coffee like 'caine
Remember wearing the same shoes
And v-necks with the stains (Ugh)
Bitch I got it out the mud, dirt, soil, you a grain
Gang!

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