Don't Follow The Heathens Freestyle

One time for all the trench babies worldwide
Reporting live Meek Milly, you already know
Uh, and it's up, gang

I got different emotions
Starting to feel like Call of Duty all this shit that I'm toting
And it been hard to trust people, 'cause they been living too soulless
To clear my mind, I take a dip in the ocean, clear my soul up
Niggas know I rose up from a Rolls truck
Started from a Chevy, now it's a 'Rari with the doors up
Coming down on [?] VS diamonds make them hoes lush
Yeah, they got it? Then we got it too, but they still chose us
They had the drop but froze up, they ain't really cut
Every time somebody die, we shoot the city up
Every time I tell a lie, she gon' giddy up
That pussy good, I pulled up
I wish you would, I get you tucked
It's a lot of niggas hating, but it's still plenty us
I treat it like motivation, I just gotta pick it up
I made a vibe and never tell or let a nigga stick me up
And every time I took an L, I double back, one-fifty up
Fifty million dollars, and he ain't a scholar
They can not fuck with me, try and fuck my baby mommas
How do we stay grinding through this fame and crazy drama?
'Cause I'ma do whatever, just to make it to mañana
Rolls with the Hermés, they made it in designer
Birkins on the baddie, I'm just making her look finer
Nigga drop the addy like "We slipping, we gon' find 'em"
Catch 'em down bad with them choppers and remind them
I say "You can do this too, if you hustle like I do"
I never cared what niggas did, 'cause they ain't fucking with my crew
I stayed down for all them nights and hustled hard
Because I knew any moment I could go blow up
Know the prices gotta go up
California nights, and motorcades when I roll up
This the type of shit that make a hating nigga throw up
This the type of shit that make a good girl go up
Sitting in the hills, counting up a mill'
Dirty North nigga, now I'm rich like Uncle Phil
Fresh Prince of Philly in arenas like I'm Gill'
My dawg always ask me "Since you made it, how it feel?"
I can't even explain it, I'm just not complaining
I done made so much money that I can not contain it
I need another accountant to watch my other accountant
The way that money coming in, at times can't even count it
I don't even check it, I stay humble, count my blessings
Went to jail, few niggas turned they back, I learned my lesson
Been in the game like ten years, and I still ain't get restless
Last nigga asleep, and the first nigga woke
'Cause the first nigga asleep, would be the first nigga broke
When the empire crumble, I just dip and I rumble
Had my back to the ropes, but I still didn't fumble
And I had to be ready when them killers confront you
'Cause I ain't down with extortion
We run 'em down with them torches
Picture me letting a broke nigga run down my fortress
Nigga stuck, we spinning up
And run it down on they porches and smoking everything
About this food on my plate, I'm talking everything
You see the mood on my face that I ain't having it
School of hard knocks, I'm a graduate
So I adapt to all them tracks from all them savages
And I keep that metal stuck to me like a magnet
Lead my dreams to chase your dreams and shatter it
The Cosa Nostra, super ultra
On the capo calling shots, so they gon' super soak ya
I just came from LAX, might think I'm doing Oprah
Ands still can hang out on the corner with the super vultures
But I choose not to, but if I got to turn back to feed my family
You know what I do, I said, you know what I do
I still go and see my grandma when I got time to
She said "I'm praying for you baby, don't let 'em Tupac you"
I'm not concerned about who telling, or 'bout who shot who
All I know is they cop
I said all I know is they drop Cullinans, and we cop too
The dealer called, they said "They here", I want mine Nipsey blue
I love the hood, but I can't do the shit that Nipsey do
'Cause when my nigga died, it felt like I seen me too
On the ground bleeding out
So when I'm leaving out, yeah, I be paranoid, so I gotta keep it out
I'm like Malcolm out the window with that AK peaking out, yeah
Bloodshed, nigga's moms cry
I'm praying every day they hit him when it's your time
I pray they let us do our thing until it's your time
But until then, we on defense like it's ball time
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