Crisis Corleone - Triumph Freestyle lyrics
[Crisis Corleone - Triumph Freestyle lyrics]
Learned a lot of shit I didn't care to know
Been shown a lot of things
But I pick and choose what I show
Can't grow
If you wanna keep the weeds around
Can't appease rats
If you're trying to keep some cheese around
Careful what you say
And who the fuck you speak around
Cause when you fall
They gon' celebrate you being on the ground
They rather see you in a grave
Than to see you paid
Rather say you ain't real
Than to admit they're fake
They're Plate watching, like a umpire
But with me one strike, after that
Then it's gun fire second chances
Only help em' plot your death better
Catch you while sleeping
And they'll turn you into a bed wetter
Berrettas solve whatever problems they pose
Sip amarettos, chill in chancletas with hoes
Niggas eating with they foes
That's shopping at Trader Joes with em
Safe and sound
Killaz surround me like Bose system
I rose different
With morals values and principals
Niggas think we twins
We ain't nothing identical
If it's fuck me, then expect the reciprocal
Come at me sideways
I'm clapping from my perifial
Gats, scratched off serials
Trigger finger itching
Put jewels in my music
Because stick up kids is listening
Over your head
It wasn't made for your comprehension
Real niggas decode the messages
That I be giving
Corleone, I'm nicer than Jamaican weather
From the pulpit, back to the bullshit
Mason Betha
Ughhh!i don't play bout my cheddar
I have the goons hopping out
Like the Foot Clan, did for Shredder
Your best is my worst
I'm only getting better had your bitch
On my dick before I even met her
You hating on me, only made her interested
You telegraph, when you pass
So I intercepted except it
I'm that nigga that you wish you was
Like Foot Locker workers
Everything offical cuz
The bitch you was, contradicts your G' today
Standing with real niggas
Don't mean it wash your sins away
Maafuckaz got the game twisted
Who you're riding with
Don't mean your lane shifted
You're still the same sucka
That you been slime
I just call it how I see it, FaceTime
Niggas history
Tell you why they a bitch to me
I'm in they ass like edemas
Cause niggas never shit to me
If you ain't real
I don't expect you to feel me thou
But, if you fake
I bet you wanna kill me thou
I purposely be shitting on you homie
At the dice game, I'm Goldie
To you Mr pretty Tony's your bitch chose me
But can you really blame her
Shorty was wilding my dick's a bitch tamer
Been shown a lot of things
But I pick and choose what I show
Can't grow
If you wanna keep the weeds around
Can't appease rats
If you're trying to keep some cheese around
Careful what you say
And who the fuck you speak around
Cause when you fall
They gon' celebrate you being on the ground
They rather see you in a grave
Than to see you paid
Rather say you ain't real
Than to admit they're fake
They're Plate watching, like a umpire
But with me one strike, after that
Then it's gun fire second chances
Only help em' plot your death better
Catch you while sleeping
And they'll turn you into a bed wetter
Berrettas solve whatever problems they pose
Sip amarettos, chill in chancletas with hoes
Niggas eating with they foes
That's shopping at Trader Joes with em
Safe and sound
Killaz surround me like Bose system
I rose different
With morals values and principals
Niggas think we twins
We ain't nothing identical
If it's fuck me, then expect the reciprocal
Come at me sideways
I'm clapping from my perifial
Gats, scratched off serials
Trigger finger itching
Put jewels in my music
Because stick up kids is listening
Over your head
It wasn't made for your comprehension
Real niggas decode the messages
That I be giving
Corleone, I'm nicer than Jamaican weather
From the pulpit, back to the bullshit
Mason Betha
Ughhh!i don't play bout my cheddar
I have the goons hopping out
Like the Foot Clan, did for Shredder
Your best is my worst
I'm only getting better had your bitch
On my dick before I even met her
You hating on me, only made her interested
You telegraph, when you pass
So I intercepted except it
I'm that nigga that you wish you was
Like Foot Locker workers
Everything offical cuz
The bitch you was, contradicts your G' today
Standing with real niggas
Don't mean it wash your sins away
Maafuckaz got the game twisted
Who you're riding with
Don't mean your lane shifted
You're still the same sucka
That you been slime
I just call it how I see it, FaceTime
Niggas history
Tell you why they a bitch to me
I'm in they ass like edemas
Cause niggas never shit to me
If you ain't real
I don't expect you to feel me thou
But, if you fake
I bet you wanna kill me thou
I purposely be shitting on you homie
At the dice game, I'm Goldie
To you Mr pretty Tony's your bitch chose me
But can you really blame her
Shorty was wilding my dick's a bitch tamer