Circulate Freestyle
(专辑: The Last King - 2009)
Hey, this that round table talk, Godfather speech Jury [?] flashing, toast glasses to the
mashing Dollars circulating, haters congregating We know it, we focused and waiting, fuck 'em I
do my dirt in the
open, let the
folk keep scoping They can't stop my coasting, not used to this motion I
touch nothing There's no busting I'm too important Yea, the
king of the
fortress Niggas is eating off the
table I
set Before dessert come out, eliminating the
threat High side on the
Jet, like I
finally made it Can't have your cake and eat it, so I'm whopping the
baker Send him up to his maker, this is nothing I
savor Ask God to forgive me... hol' up, I
might see him later Or some chick I
fuck way back hate that I'm the
boss now Nigga want some strikes and heard I'm the
one to toss now Plus you gotta watch out for your circle Best friend from way back when be the
nigga that'll murk ya Sleepless nights is normal now No more blunts, Cuban cigars, I'm formal now Let's get it Never force the
pieces 'til they ridged 'Cause that's when the
Feds start indictment business Payoffs keep the
weight off, 'til you go legit Buy land, flip houses, to clean up shit I'm talking Miami lounging, skating away free But somethings in life just ain't meant for me I
hustle 'til the
sun up The
hardest thing to do when you down is come up Get cars slipping at a
stoplight, gun up Keep a
hurter [?] close if a
nigga try to run up Real niggas out here trying to make this money If they won't hand it to me, I'mma take this money Sometimes I
hate this money Hey, I'mma bully in the
school of life I
went from no dough to polos and rocking red ice Rubies, Louie, I
got that for my bitch Bags, rags, tags, to ball and shit I
don't think these niggas hear me though I'm on that put you on a
cereal box shit See men block shit Hang you off a
building 'til you show me the
spot shit What's the
combination when they leaving and when do they drop shit Get money nigga, fuck what they talking 'bout Last nigga coming in, the
only nigga walking out Krizzle! Hey phone tall [?] no cash shit at the
end of this one They say nigga from Mississippi ain't got no lyrical content And they saying the
South ain't hip-hop You got me fucked up Get money nigga!