The Plug Freestyle E

JBeez on the beat. Ay, ay. Banks. The plug. You know. Morgz in the buttons. Shout my brothers Alpha and Josh inside. Rest in peace Die Hard Rest in peace Weatherman. Free my brother SR. Okay. A Star, C, Guzzy, Big Steve, Ginger D. Shout my brother Pac. You know. Meezy on the beat, M, look. Came far but I'm nowhere near finished. Haters, they would love to see me slippin'. Big for me blood, I'll leave you drippin'. Ask Daniel, stole it out his kitchen. Roll with the killers, I been kushy. I ain't a killer but don't push me. Up in the plug, I smoke good weed. Only the Cali and no push weed. Man like Banks, I'm a reallyonnaire. And I ride dirty, Chamillionaire. I'm out here tryna handle affairs, man. I just wanna be a billionaire. I can smell hate in the air. Look at my face, do I care? Man they make shit rain anywhere. Anytime, any place, any prayer. It's hard to make a change, trying to make A change. They all talk my name, trying to Make their name. They just talk in vain, charge It to the game. My flow gone insane, I'm Saddam Hussein. Smoke a sack a day, Trap and trap away. Ain't no microwaves, Cali packs For days. I just mask the change, I ain't Beat no ark, I just whack the fades. Brodie caught a case, now he's locked away. I got food in ends, tryna send it Quay. I ain't moving fake, all I move is weight, All they do is hate. Bitches love the dick, they all want my kids. Ain't got time for chicks, busy getting rich. She would suck a dick, wouldn't wash a dish. Filthy fucking bitch. Rising then you fall, go up like a champ. Back against the wall, shit was getting mad. Threw me to the wolves, come back lead the Pack. You ain't ever trapped, you just hella chat. I've been hell and back, got my head intact. If I'm taking that, he ain't getting back. Make a bed and nap, end up getting wrapped. That's my brother Pac. Shout my Manny dons, big Old hammer dons. We all leaders, ain't no Tag-alongs. We don't babble on, fuck the Babylon. Phone charged, our scales bag of grub. Line been banging off, worker had enough. Still he has it up, all this adding up. You ain't matching up, different caliber. I'm professional, you a amateur. Pockets empty, had to stack 'em up. Sick of being broke, damn I had enough. Said she wanna fuck, but her man is nuts. I give her dick, didn't give her love. I don't give her presents, rather give her drugs. Wouldn't take her shopping, but I bring her pubs. She can't meet my mom, let her meet my Tugs. Meet my brother Crumbs, he might send you Cunch. In the kitchen with the boxy loud. Ain't no pots and pans, I turn pots to Pounds. I don't chuck in towels, rather touch the Scales. Didn't wash my hands, I still fed their Mouth. They ain't on my level, pedal to the Metal. Think it's best you settle, we don't come To wrestle. Make you meet the devil, put that On my freckles. Buy yourself a burner 'fore you Buy a kettle. Always stood by my word. When rap ain't work, I stood by the work. Gelato made my phone go berserk. Had no time to keep up with these nerds. Always stood by my word. When rap ain't work, I got back to work. The good die young, the bad in reverse. The bad guy last, the good dying first. Most my friends turned to enemies. Lost themselves all to jealousy. Stack and maintain the remedy. I smoke weed and sip Hennessy. Trying to find my serenity. Skin white, I'm like, "Fuck white supremacy" Half my Family is Black, what you telling me? I ain't never reaped no white man benefits. All these lessons that I learned. Then them bridges that I burned. And those tables that I turned. Wasn't waiting for no turn. Man I had to make it work. I done come up out the dirt. I know shit could still be worse. I ain't sat up in no hearse. Gushers got me in a coma. Eight o'clock in Barcelona. Forty one, I bill a boulder. Californian aroma. Feet up on the sofa. Spanish bitch with all her clothes off. Bottoms red like a post box. Light my blunt then get a blowjob. You know? Banks. You