Ace Hood - Cosmic Kev (Freestyle) lyrics

Ok, now pocket full of money
Bitches think I'm bowlegged
Jumping outta that Phantom
Strapped up like a tool-shed
Play me like a sucka'
Leave you in a blood-bed
Big fire in my waistline
And I'll bust mine into yo' head

SK's, M16's, and AK's I'm totin'
Ridin' round with my dreads down
And my young niggas ferocious
See they be on some other
Sister mother brother
All my people strapped up
And they keep their's in their cupboard
Homie, I'm just tryna' party
Rosay don't do Bacardi
My bitches like it thick
That pussy wet as a tsunami
I jump into her waters and
Explore her like safari
I swear my money old
Smellin' louder than a Sharpie

I'm a wild ass nigga
Show me where that paper at
All about my dolla' signs
That should be my zodiac
Man, you niggas super wack, hit
Me with the track, and I murder that

Man you niggas too coffee, hate yo' raps
I be statin' Hip-Hop facts
Young nigga, come see Hip-Hop back
A-C-E, the best un-wack
And you just here to clean the mats

('We be Steady Mobbin' beat)
OK, now welcome to my drumline
Pistol by my waistline homie run up on me
Give him 30 like it's breaktime

Tell him 'have a nice day'
I do shit the right way
If you hata's hatin'
Y'all are sweeter than a rice-cake

Used to ride a Hyundai
Now I'm in some new shit i can blow a 100
Check the bank like "that a'int do shit"
I be on that cool shit
Dining in that Ruth Chris
Ask me what I'm doin'
Still hustlin' tryna' get rich
I be goin' beast mode fly-fitted T on
Guess what's by the belt tho'
Call that bitch 'Just me Alone'
All black, no chrome chevy painted two-tone
Neck full of ice like somebody
Turned the lights on

Swaggin' with a redbone
I just call her 'headphones'
Love it when she sing the
Music right into my mic'phone

Ha, and nigga you don't want no problem
That AK-40, you can solve 'em

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My nigga Kid-Go, he just bought a trey-pound
And he'll bust a nigga
I just call him greyhound
My top got an attitude, so it stay down
I hate talkin' so I gotta keep a gun 'round
Plus an extra clip, another 20 rounds
See me chisel up
You betta' know it's going down

See, I'm a problem, yeah on the beats boy
Hear you other guys like 'mmm chew toy'
Uh, well I'm a beast and on some other shh
See, y'all ain't ever seen this
It's like a mother-ship
Yeah, and everyday I'm gettin' scholarships
Best Brain, I should nickname it 'collarship'
Get it? Haha, 'collarship'

My mindframe so frickin' outta here
'Blood, Sweat
And Tears' album of the damn year
Better ask Cosmic Kev, I'm the real deal
Ha, yeah, see I'm the real deal
Better pass on this Ace at a new deal chea!
Uh!

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Well I'm a We The best gangsta'
Knife by my ankle
Hold my label down like a mufreakin' anchor
All about the paper like a mufreakin' staple
Rocks in the watch, ain't talkin' bout cradle
Real nigga hear, while you otha' boys fable
Ride with a snitch
That can end up bein' fatal
Shoot you in ya' spine, now ya' body disabled
Gotta pay feva, disconnected like cable
Ridin' in that 7, got it painted all maple

Yeah, I'm talkin' syrup, leather outta Europe
Call my nigga Kev
Tell him "Hood finna' burn 'em"
Load another beat
Come and listen to the sermon
Pockets on Sherman, club with the dumb flow
I be with a bad 'ho, moving in that new ghost
And I'm ridin' two 4's, top where? Who knows
Tank top camos, Strapped like Rambo
Paint's on slime
I should name the bitch Vado

I don't, see a nigga out 'chere, cause
They know I'm out 'chere yeah
A nigga out chere wanna' make a hit
Well homie I can be yo' counselor
Shouts to my nigga Meek Mill
That's for real though
Came out to Philly, ate a
Steak before my night show, uh!

Ha, I'm a beast on the instrumentals
Kev, sorry for my incidentals