Missing Pieces freestyle

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All these shawties they wanna get ruled right
They wanna act like niggas, imma treat you like one bro
Like I... I got no problem with that
You wanna be though like a nigga
You get treated like one, stupid ass
Always talking crazy nigga, like come on
Like

Yeah
Call me the kid I'm the baby goat

Listen... just listen
We stepping, we stepping (Stepping)
Different colors and we repping (Oh nah)
Different colors and we repping (Oh why)
Im the guy with the weapon (Oh my)

We stepping, we stepping
Different bands, different colors (Colors)
All these niggas they be trippin (Trippin)
Hit him once now he's missing (Grah)

We stepping we stepping on niggas
We hang with the monkey's, gorillas
I remember the time i was sinning
But now the niggas be winning

Remember the time i was lost
Upgraded and turned to a boss
I pray to the lord on the cross (Jesus Christ)
I like my cheese w some sauce

Now im chilling fr (Fr)
I dont care bout this niggas they crazy
I been fucking this bitch, cuz she made me
I've been checking my self really, lately (Don't hate me)

I don't care bout your girlfriend
Cuz i have a Benz and i have your friend
I don't care when the world ends
But girl it depends... nah
Lets go

I be trippin and trippin
I hit her once
These niggas be talking so renaissance
I be fucking their bitches dont understand
I be counting my money, might count these bands

All these niggas talking, moving past
I be fucking these bitches, and moving fast
I smoke hell a dallo, i love the gas (Gas)
I just puff puff then i fucking pass (Pah pah pah pah)

What you saying (Oh no)
Why you playin nah
Baby girl please come stay in now
Hot like a fire no Satan now (No Satan now)

Ronald on me, not Reagan now
Pray to the lord, ain't no a pagan nah
All these niggas keep talking, like they walking
Kill a nigga, break his legs Steph Hawking's (I'm dead)

Im chilling, im chilling
Like baby girl why are you playing
Like baby girl please what you saying (What you saying)
With my fighters they aint no delaying (Nah)
My chopper got clips and im spraying (Nah)

Just get on your knees and start praying
Just get on your knees and start praying
Just get on your knees and start praying

Drip drip
I hate that bitch she keep talking
All my niggas be there (Uh)
Diamonds on me like I'm clear, Nonclear (Ah)
And diamond shinning, all of my VVs and the blinding
Oo she looking at me like a CD
I got ice on my neck and they VVS's

Baby dont guess my name cuz
I got diamonds on my chain (Uh)
Baby girl please stop talking (Stop talking)
Baby girl please stop talking yeah

And i shoot for my mama
Black nigga like Obama
I bomb his house like Osama (Bin laden)
I aint getting ready for this drama man

I'm speaking and speaking my facts
Im counting my money n counting my racks
Your bitch like to front so i hit from the back
Im loving this bitch but i can't get attached

I cant get attached, cuz she crazy
She my just f*ck me and trap me w babies
I might be crazy the way i move lately
Moving real crazy be she cant relate g

She say that we crazy bro
She really hate me
Changing my flow
Changing these bitches
Same from the rags now i got riches
Use to be broke now i got bitches

Now im in love with the system
I fucked this bitch now she feel like the victim
I don't understand, why these niggas be there
They crazy im fucking bitch and i... i

I fucking that bitch and im changing
She looking at me like she know me
Im fucking that b like and og
I ball on the court, like I'm Kobe (Like Kobe)

She asking me questions dont know me
She asking me questions dont know me
Im chilling and singing my song
Chilling and signing my song

Nah choppers and choppers
Im chill round choppers and choppers
How you felling, my choppers be chopping
All my niggas be there and they lurking

Im steady moving with the opps down
Im steady moving with the top down
Moving round with my top down
Corona virus that lockdown

A.P. its a buss down

Like real shit i dont know if she was expecting
A... uh uh we are here for you blah blah blah
Nah nigga bun that its 2021
Eh ha ha, guy f*ck all that shit bro
Like... nah imma keep it a buck with you

You talk about ah y'all niggas uh found out
Ill kill myself, kill your self nigga
You dont owe me no money, you can go

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Written by: peter -paul Ibe

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