Freeway
It's Over
Things just ain't the same for gangstersBut I don't give a fuck, I'm back without a Just trackTried to reach out and work, but he ain't chirp backIt's all goodI'm here, nigga, the beard biggerthe clip longer, will air niggasI stay around strapsWe don't lounge or frown, we bounce backFrom the wicked streets of Philly, all we do isgain stacksFace facts - I been done it since "1-900"I been sickening since Hot 9-7I been stunting since black man man had the black Lexus 400Then I done it 450 -- had the Lexus to LandMotherfucker, I'm my own manI'm a grown man; try me, get your hair flownFree break, get your security breachedWord on the streets I'm heated, better sleep with yourchromeFirst Jay and Dame break up, now every day I wake upSomebody got a problem with Free, something to sayNow, I'm the only rapper that'll bust around and clap yaIf I say it Philly right down your way, body ya peepsThey mad cause I'm fucking with Fif', sucking they teethIt's funny when they see me, how they switch what they sayLook, if Jay ain't approve it, it wouldn't have happenedLetras de cancionesSo you need to fall back and concentrate on your music,bastardMotherfuckers better go mop up'fore I plug you bitches shows, get your shows shot upYou are not killing nothing, you are no shottaAnd you never be strapped when you roll, I rap what I knowI'm about to get the platinum right after the goldY'all niggas stay stagnant, not attacking your goals, faggotAnd Philly Freezer's goals are reachedAnd I'm achieving, y'all leaking, y'all goals on hold, hollaThings just ain't the same for gangstersI'm back without a track from Kanye, it's all goodThe dash on the 760 is all woodI got the heat in the stash, I use the nine lethalWe different people, and when egos collideThe pride coincide and it bring on the evil, lookFact is, he too busy, I'm too gutterI was fucking with him when niggas was like, "Who is he?"But like the Scriptures say, quickly they forgetQuickly let me reminisceIf a nigga ever try me, we'll see who could spitAny rapper, anybody, I'll body the listY'all smoking bullshit, I'm smoking firey piffSince the age of thirteen, I acquired the gift to spitAnd I'm coming, when that Philly Freezer running with itNon-stop gunning when they making them hits, holla
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