Freddie Gibbs, Curren$y, Alchemist - Bundy & Sincere lyrics
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Freddie Gibbs, Curren$y, Alchemist - Bundy & Sincere lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, Eastside uh
Bullshit run a marathon
Rap shit got my parkin' 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
Plottin' 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 blowin'
The muhfuckin' horn
I'm tryna get everything I want
Painted and rimmed up
Before the fall really hit
This jet life shit, ESGN
Sippin' 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
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 gettin' a check off of that Meth
I made a lane change
Walter White, Walter Wheat
Cookin' 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
Bullshit run a marathon
Rap shit got my parkin' 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
Plottin' 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 blowin'
The muhfuckin' horn
I'm tryna get everything I want
Painted and rimmed up
Before the fall really hit
This jet life shit, ESGN
Sippin' 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
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 gettin' a check off of that Meth
I made a lane change
Walter White, Walter Wheat
Cookin' 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