Freddie Gibbs - Freddie Gibbs | Funk Flex | #Freestyle193 lyrics

Yo, why they startled me?
Leg shot almost bled out your artery
Kidnapped your wife, duct tape her
I ain't got no heart in me on my Spike Lee
Might direct or produce and starring me
Fuck R kelly, bitch, I'm the new king of R&B
Nobody sing like Freddy Kane
And it's documented
Think I heard his last five heartbeats
When that chopper hit him
Your enemy my enemy if you
With me that's our religion
Rock his ass to sleep if I get
An inkling you rockin' with him
A short statement might leave your
Ass with a long sentеnce
Jail time wasn't in the plan so
Wе took his man with him
Daddy in the hospital I was
Crying and praying with him
Government was giving us COVID
It was a plan-demic
It ain't no choice but to stand
In it and get some money
The rap money to the trap money
Well, fuck this trap money
I need NBA Supermax money
Ballin' like a bitch while
My jumper was broke
Had to share my clothes with my
Cousin his momma on dope
Pussy nigga, I don't squash the beef
What you calling me for?
Put you in the back shout out to
Stack I want all of the smoke
Shoot you and get out of
Jail free like Monopoly, ho
Freddy Gordy my uncle told me don't go to
War if you can't afford it
Fuck the Supreme Court, bitch
You should've been aborted
You sign three or four niggas
Might as well extorted
White Knight Sergio suit like
I was Richie Porter
But, I ain't goin' out like Richie Porter
A nigga money gettin' taller my list
Of homies stay gettin' shorter
Freddy but my connection just got deported
Every house I got set up off
The mountains or off the water
That's facts, bitch, put this Gary
Shit on the map, bitch
Made it out the G like
My last name was Jackson
Fuck an ally I'm the bad guy of this rap shit
'Bout to squeeze Akademiks titties
I love a fat bitch you a dick in the booty
Nigga, go get the strap, bitch
They say, "Rabbit, let these niggas breathe"
I guess they playin' from behind tryna up
The score 'cause you in the league
But, I say fuck it let these niggas bleed
Clique full of Westbricks
It ain't a shooter on your whole team
Ballin' like a bitch while
My jumper was broke
Put you in the back shout out to
Matt I want all of the smoke
Shoot you and get out of
Jail free like Monopoly, ho
Freddy Gordy