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REDEYE TO PHILLY. (Freestyle)

by Armani White

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I tried to be the bigger man in the picture I guess it don't mean shit being a real nigga I love it though I love it though Record deal and second deal I'm working on some sneakers And some features and I got my shorty signed to wilhelmina Need I ever catch her scheming demon nigga saying lay with me I'm fucking every bitch that's in her agency play with me Far from my goals but did more than you niggas dream of yeah Teeth a lil crooked but lawyers still on retainer I bang I play hot potato, my anger problems ain't figured out Wok made me chicken now Pops ain't let me dish it out It's a different now Niggas hit dice like ya lil cousin drawn Buzzer beater shooters, I'm buzzing now I don't touch the ball Got bitches wearing nothing, wasn't there when I had nothing dawg Them coldest winters wrapping my windows keeping my oven on My mom middle class she bust her ass to get my gifts Found my pack and whooped my ass even though Hass had said it's his Had me bringing knives to school I'm going savage if I blitz Break this stick and niggas dancing I'm Joe Jackson with my switch Catherine street, dipped then got evicted off Wiota street Copped a Tesla motor, some folders now bitches notice me Still the type to hit it raw, leave it in and go to sleep And wake up in the clinic like shorty why you so close to me I'm supposed to be in vegas with her, shorty call your baby sitter My lil girl autistic, do my best to have my patience with her Momma on a plane, fuck these pictures I won't take em with her Tired of beefing with you on vacation huh, faking huh No sense, I lay you on this Casper once, ghost it It's people I fuck and people I fuck with, I got no friends Ocean gate, you catch me in a sub then it's on both wrists Or bitches when they post shit, still reaching for a moment Cool Here go y'all promotion Don't make me go in If it wasn't for them low ends Bitch you'd still be doing sew-ins Ain't no beef from her Fighting for the price to fix a seat cover And can't pay her rent but you eat from her Don't hit me if you need something I'm taking care of g-mother Can't argue with that preem girl, I'm on a Preme magazine cover But fuck it though Hit that girl before you, and I tried to keep you clean from her But shorty picking scabs, just don't call me when you bleed from her I'm back to life Double tap to like I brought my act tonight Looking at them stacks that y'all call bags, y'all niggas travel light Double Louis duffel That's not a flex, I suck at packing right We packing clubs Niggas made a pact my niggas packed 'em up I don't ask for much but keep it cute how you commuting for me Tired of niggas shooting for me then saying they rooting for me Tired of niggas rooting for me nigga start the shooting for me Pole inside the club and if they Russian turn to Putin for me Lose me on them standstills You don't know how scrolling through your fans and Seeing that they killed your dawg on Instagram feel Said Rest in Peace to Lex so many times it gave my man chills Wishing I could drill 'em back but chill 'cause I got brand deals Man still hanging, but boy did we miss the summers from it You lost your family in the streets I got a brother from it See I done changed some niggas lives and ain't get nothing from it And he done claimed some niggas lives and ain't recover from it Still I don't talk about pain it make it real Make me chill I was fighting my case that talking hurt me Told my nigga I was facing some years, I'm talking 30 And I swear to god if I come out clean, I'm talking dirty No one told me If you got a good girl make her ya only Or ya bestie, or ya roadie, or ya homie Nigga every night I'm with the baddest women in my life and I'm still lonely And it make it even worse when they pretend like they don't know me Why she running game on me, game on me I can be the pick shorty you can put the blame on me Break me down you did everything but try to get away from me I spared a lot of niggas karma bouta do it's thing for me, do it's thing for me Spared a lot of niggas karma bouta do it's thing for me

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