Corrección Letra Cassidy Bars On I-95 Freestyle par Cassidy

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Letra

Listen... Look...
I believe these n***as need God
Instead of living like Steve Jobs these n***as need jobs
These guys rather get a plug and start touching birds
I'd rather get in touch with nerds like Mark Zuckerberg
A lot of us deserve the truth and not the f**k sh*t
Intimidation stop innovation, Elon Musk sh*t
Too much tricks, manipulation, it feel fake
Instead of like Big Meech you could be like Bill Gates
Real cake don't come from when you deal weight
To inform the public, I'm tryna get it like Warren Buffett
F**k it, collect pesos, the black Jeff Bezos
Aye those who got billions like Ye don't play with Dracos

Facts... Ayo stop that beat man
I f**k with the beat a little bit but I think I heard it different when I was prepared for it. I don't really like that beat for what I'm 'bout to say but listen man. I told these n***as...

It's lonely at the top but when you at the top, you don't need a loan...
(Ca**idy pauses)
It's lonely at the top but when you at the top, you don't need a loan
F**k a job, I make enough to survive off weed alone
I'm married to the ratchet I carry, I never leave her home
And every night I sleep with my wife, I never sleep alone...
(Slight pause)
I'm married to the ratchet I carry, I never leave her home
And every night I sleep with my wife...
(Another slight pause)
I'm tryna leave the beef alone, I'm getting up in age
Plus, I know the feeling of being stuck in a f**king cage
I never been the f**k afraid, when it come to me
If it ain't my reflection I ain't scared of what's in front of me
For the record, I got a record, detectives wanted me
I started as a artist then started a record company...
Humbly. But ops cannot admit I'm the G.O.A.T
'Round negativity I took a optimistic approach
One of my hittas got rich then went broke
Started to hit cigarettes dipped in wet then got to sniffing the coke
I grabbed a presidential 'fore I got permission to vote
Got buls high before guys got prescriptions to smoke
You mad at ya baby mom, you cannot cap me 'cause that thot not happy 'til she got this d**k in her throat
If you hit the sh*t that I smoke you got permission to choke
Listen, I wrote hits with Kiss (Jadakiss), got wild sh*t with the Ghost (Styles P)
I ball 'cause I got to sit with the coach
But listen, Ca** took a business cla**, what they got you sitting in coach?
You not in position to joke
You seen the Oscar's, you watched it, right?
Well I Will smack you with the Smith, don't get Rocked (Rock) tonight
I got my wife filled with bald heads, she on c*ck tonight
You might hear a few claps like Randy Watson when he dropped the mic
You seen that Eddie (Murphy) movie [?], you watched it right?
I won't leave no prints (Prince) on the semi (Semmi) if you get shot tonight
My plug be Coming to America wit' blocks of white
Twice a month and said in like a month, he gon' drop the price
I could stop ya life if you don't pay me
Aye (A) n***as get shot every day B, see (C) it won't stop tonight
I got a knife and it's big as hell
I could peel ya skin then you can get a shell; potato and lobster night
I punch a lot like Errol Spence, did you watch the fight?
Well I (eye) do it big and you guys (Ugás) get stopped in fights
I could box, I'm nice but I be tryin' not to fight
When I punch, I do it like Buster (Douglas) did it and rock a mic (Mike Tyson)
Get left for tryna copycat, I got the copyright
Instead of tryna copy right, 'fore sticks lift; hockey fight
He said he paid pappy price and made a pie run
A liar die, he gon' be lyin' still, tellin' lies dumb
I wrote this bank scheme sitting outside one
I know a cat that never rap but schemin' to rob one
I slung pills like GNC
And my loud be the f**k smokin', you could buss open a P and see (PNC)
It ain't nothing but G in me
I'll grip a gun and let it spit before he get to Run like DMC
He better hop a EMT is in the area so he could get a loan from the Blood Bank of America
I had to bank on the fact that I rap superior
But I was broke and couldn't wait to home improve
So I bought weight home from school
You got chased (Chase Bank) home from school
You was doin' ya homework and I was bringin' home work
I blew at home first, tell my city thanks
'Cause I'm the punchline king and I done battled all through the city (Citi) banks (Llyod Banks)
I still feel that a snitch lame
I never deal with pigs and ain't sh*t change but piggy banks
I played the field but wasn't tryna score a TD (TD Bank)
I pushed the rock, I put that on my sons (Phoenix Suns); CP3 (aka Chris Paul)
For GP (General Principle), I come with bars yo, we all know
You could get what you wish so if the wishing well falls, go (Wells Fargo Bank)
I'm a star bro, you a actual bum
It's a wrap for you if you ain't talkin' 'bout no Capital One (Bank)
I could introduce your face to the back of the gun
I'm the truest (Truist Bank), I rap about what I actually done
I clap a drum, you gon' instantly faint
The stick draw, it'll make a withdrawal from ya memory bank
The clip tall, if I let a clip off
Them damn heaters probably give you amnesia, wipe ya memory blank
I been woke, no energy drank (drink)
You put cologne on ya body and get bodied, you gon' instantly stank (stink), Ew
I been real, roll wit' straight hittas
But these fake n***as never been real like outer space pictures
I could break ya face n***a, crush ya f**kin' nose
Or punch you in ya gut, make it look like you tryna touch ya toes
I f**k wit' hoes drinkin' codeine straight
After I f**k, they be stuck wit' the dope fiend face
Off the dog food my whole team ate
I hustle, got it from the muscle, no steroids or protein shakes
Wait, the coke Caucasian, the dope look melanated
I got it in, when I got the win, Crook (aka KXNG Crooked or Crooked I) celebrated
I took it and elevated and I don't owe nobody loot
I dreamed about the Future, woke up in a new Bugatti coupe
My shooters will probably shoot and squeeze like a body suit
You could die so buy a suit and tie; dead body suit
The strap on my belt black, no karate suit
And I been punching every f**kin' bar before Gotti group
If I let the shotty shoot, he half dead with a cracked (crack) head like cats that need a rehab bed
F**k it, I'ma still see mad bread if a person biting
'Cause what I wrote got me connected like cursive writing
I'm electric, "Da Energy" a burst of lightning
And Bible readas (readers) know you can't be born a follower and die a leada (leader)
I ball but I ain't tryna drive a Kia
So I'm running after the green like vegans with diarrhea
(Ca**idy pauses)
You see I got a lot of knowledge, I'm gifted
WD-40 what I polish my sticks with
I be tryin' not to acknowledge you snitches
But if its problems I be lookin' for you pussies; gynecologist visits
Bul, my chain cost more than most college tuitions
And I dropped out of high school, some dudes gon' die fools
To eat good you can't buy food out of drive-throughs
Why lose? Get the win in the end is what I choose
Instead of make investments, most n***as rather buy jewels
Instead of start a business, these b*t*hes will rather buy boobs
I play the game by my rules
I got a drop (droptop convertible) but even if the top up, you see the side boobs
BARS!

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