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Freddie Gibbs

Bundy & Sincere

 

Bundy & Sincere

(альбом: Fetti - 2018)


[Curren$y:]
Yeah, yeah, Eastside
Uh

Bullshit run a marathon
Rap shit got my parking Bentleys on a lawn
Continental Ts, got that red label Arnage
Don't confuse me with these other rap frauds
I'm a crocodile in the swamp, them niggas is little frogs
Back to back, G bodies, Chevies with my dogs
Freddie safe full of fetti, plotting another heist
Already, I'm ready, already outside
Three in the morn', like Bundy told Sincere
My nigga come on, I'm 'bout to start blowing the muhfucking horn
I'm tryna get everything I want painted and rimmed up
Before the fall really hit
This jet life shit, ESGN, sipping juice and gin
Got my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Money and yo' bitch, both on my line
Told shawty that I can't make it
Told money I'll be on the way, quick
Sands in the hour glass, so goes the days of our lives
Make sure you touch something luxurious before you die
Light one for Mac Miller, Blue Slide Park in the sky, still in here

[Freddie Gibbs:]
Yeah
Rest in peace, Mac

Uh, wet dope on the Bounty paper, I lay it down
Let it dry, you can leave the money and stick around
Feel like I'm stuck in the system, runaway slave child
My lifestyle straight out the gang files
Kane train, insane, bunny rabbit five gang
Rest in peace Big Lord, he took a thigh shot in the main vein
Bitch, I rap for fun and sell that coca leaf to maintain
Niggas getting a check off of that Meth, I made a lane change
Walter White, Walter Wheat, cooking up that Jesse Pink
Niggas'll open up they mouth to talk some shit
But they don't often eat
Me and my comrades is well fed, sincerely yours, unfadeable Fred
Kane

What else can I say? I say
You kept it real, today

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