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Marlon Craft

Gucci Gang Freestyle

 

Gucci Gang Freestyle


(Pandora)
Yeah

New York city love me
I'm out here feeling like KP
Now motherfuckers wanna hate me
Cause they see I'm A1, I'm the 1 that they can't be
Now lately, they been trynna bring me down though
For all these new It rappers, they be clowns though
And I come from the land where they don't lend a hand but, everybody wanna get a pound though
Fuckers better know now, I don't care about a post now
Homie I'm alone in the post now, bout' to be a rockstar
Off of speaking this jazz...
They don't wanna fuck with me, I rap for a living that's a luxury
You done spent your whole damn check on some Balmain jeans, get your whole life destructed by one bad laundry machine
Pardon me, pardon me I guess
Real life's IG I guess
Follow me, follow me
So you can see me act like who I'm following, I guess
You can see the envy, they gleam with it
Recycle rappers they all going green with it
I say "we" when I win cause my team did it
Dem boys a franchise watch em lean with it
Till we on a scene with it, they just wasn't seeing it
Now they invite the man just to get the D in it
Whole team start screaming gang like Preme flipped it
Somewhere in line waiting for Supreme fitteds
I been out here making love to your dream women
Been out here turning stages to dream clinics
Been out here where the snakes they just scheme with it
Grip too tight, they don't ever catch me slipping
No no no, what it is, what it be?
America, I'm from where you kill for the weed
If your skin isn't me, where we could tell what symptoms could be
Where you live from what pigment you be
Shit real, see this ain't a joke to me
Quit weed cause nobody want smoke with me
I speak facts, they don't wanna go quote with me
I eat tracks, they don't wanna split folks with me nah
... New York is mine, industry a bunch of pricks like porcupine
I hope you find whatever you looking for in the next man raps, cause it won't' be mine
I'm trynna tell you, I been doing this since the staircases
40's in the cold, leaving em with stale faces
No tats, bare face
Will leave every rapper feeling like they standing in the motherfucking barefaces
It's M Craft

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