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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
F**k R. Kelly, b*t*h, I'm the new king of R&B
Nobody sing like Freddy Kane and it's doc*mented
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 a** to sleep if I get an inkling you rockin' with him
A short statement might leave your a** 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, f**k this trap money, I need NBA Supermax money
Ballin' like a b*t*h while my jumper was broke
Had to share my clothes with my cousin his momma on dope
Pu**y n***a, 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
F**k the Supreme Court, b*t*h, you should've been aborted
You sign three or four n***as might as well extorted
White Knight Sergio suit like I was Richie Porter
But I ain't goin' out like Richie Porter
A n***a 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, b*t*h, put this Gary sh*t on the map, b*t*h
Made it out the G like my last name was Jackson
F**k an ally I'm the bad guy of this rap sh*t
'Bout to squeeze Akademiks t**ties, I love a fat b*t*h
You a d**k in the booty, n***a, go get the strap, b*t*h
They say, "Rabbit, let these n***as breathe"
I guess they playin' from behind tryna up the score 'cause you in the league
But I say f**k it let these n***as bleed
Clique full of Westbricks, it ain't a shooter on your whole team
Ballin' like a b*t*h 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

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