Sucka Free (feat. TheRealKeesh)

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Mack Dizzle

Mack Dizzle is a musical artist known for their unique blend of rap and R&B. They have gained a loyal following with their introspective lyrics and smooth melodies. more »

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Ay yo I came along way
From hunger pains
Living in poverty
Went from flipping bricks
Now my N**** flipping property
From playpens to the pen's
Now my N**** living properly
Kick down every door
Everybody that thought
They shit on me
I stay Sucka Free
Because I ain't with the fuckery
Talking shit behind my back
Then wanna say what's up to me
It was the fake love for me
Too much sniffing drugs for me
When comes to respect
Y'all ain't get enough of me
I'm trying find my way
To the top by playing the block
Thought I could solve all my problems
By weighing a block dope in my sock
While still breaking the pot
I ain't looking out for opps
But still docking the cops
I had them waiting on me
While I catered the spot
We're suppose to move as one
But they hated a lot
It was the fake love for me
N***** moves like thugs to me
When I turned my back
They talked about putting slugs in me
Riding on the freeway been up for three days
Selling shitlike it's Ebay pass it off relay
If I could profit off the top then
Forgot what he say she say
Because I ain't got time
To sat and debate
I just broke down some food
Im just tryna scrape off the plate
Posted with some young thugs
So get the F*** out my face
Them boys they one of us
He tryna run a hunnid up
And they going to tell you
We some G's whenever it
Comes to one us It's Mack
Came along way
From hunger pains
Living in poverty
Went from flipping bricks
Now my N**** flipping property
From playpens to the pen's
Now my N**** living properly
Kick down every door
Everybody that thought
They shit on me
I stay Sucka Free
Because I ain't with the fuckery
Talking S*** behind my back
Then wanna say what's up to me
It was the fake love for me
Too much sniffing drugs for me
When comes to respect
Y'all ain't get enough of me
Diss her diss him diss them
You dissed me like a N****
Shooting with no aim
Y'all gonna miss me
Hold the weight like a fat boy
Hold his pounds these
Hammers are like black
Girls asses you know they round
I'm steady making noise
Y'all ain't making no sound
F*ck what y'all made before
It's what y'all making right now
Getting paper like teachers
You know he's getting piles
Went from joggers to a suit
Long money switch the style
Yo I ain't with the fuckery
So move with all that sucka shit
My little N**** rude he's off the hip
And start dumping it
His mom is off the work
He fucked around and
Started pumping it
The game he fell in love with it
And ain't worried about other shit
Came along way from pissy hallways
Tryna get all ways they call his phone all day
On the 401 cuz he's tryna make all plays
Do it properly he went from
Flipping bricks to flipping property it's Mack!!!
Came along way
From hunger pains
Living in poverty
Went from flipping bricks
Now my N**** flipping property
From playpens to the pen's
Now my N**** living properly
Kick down every door
Everybody that thought
They shit on me
I stay Sucka Free
Because I ain't with the fuckery
Talking shit behind my back
Then wanna say what's up to me
It was the fake love for me
Too much sniffing drugs for me
When comes to respect
Y'all ain't get enough of me

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