Dog Food Freestyle E

A-F-N Peso, pay attention, Jack. Yeah, uh, Uh, Young Peso, uh, yeah. Drop my nine in the Sprite for call syrup. With a bad vibe, look like she from Honduras. She take a 1942 like a Mossberg. That's hella shots, hella, hella shots, uh. I used to take twenty thousand to the lot. Tryna pull somethin' real crazy off the lot. The same nigga, but I grew up a lot. Only difference is a young nigga touchin' or not, Uh. Back when I didn't have a thing, Couldn't picture Young Peso on the scene. Diamond chain compliment a diamond ring. Tryna find a way, a nigga gotta think. I was fresh up out the gutter, just me And my blood brothers. No, we ain't blood, but That loyalty stuck to us. I hope I get rich and bring my niggas Along. I heard you got some fame and left Your niggas alone, uh. Man, I'm in the middle of Heaven, was in Hell when I really couldn't get it together. Tryna find myself, tears down my face, and that PTSD tryna run me away, uh. But I got a lot of places to go. I ain't never did you wrong, why you hatin' Me for? Diamonds, my chain used to be just Gold. I think I made it this far 'cause I would not fold, uh. Money on my mind, these hoes is on the Backburner. Used to tip off through the streets, me And my black burner. Used to hit Fig, no Big, me and the trick turn, no cap, uh. I ain't gotta brag, the people know what it Is. You hatin' on me 'cause I made this Shit real for my team, uh. Niggas mad, let me think. Do I give a fuck? And they call me Young Peso. Old money and a young nigga bankroll. It's so funny how these niggas really fake though. Knowin' damn well they ain't got no say so. But Peso be Peso. Stayin' in my lane, don't Care what they do. Ran my sack up, I did that times two. Oh, you don't need Me? For sure, don't need you. Lil' bummy-ass life I spend on dog food, Uh, no cap.