Young and from the projects you could f*ck around die there
You can tell who really out here shit mixy down in time square
Never been to jail, na I never spent no nights there
Opps posing for a picture and my shooter left em right there
Snitches if you ask, niggas moving nasty
Notes behind bars, I could show you all my rap sheets
Made a band like last week
I don't really rap breesh
They tell me that im versatile, I could really smashe beats
Driving through them back streets, creeping on a Tuesday need a new Rollie bustdown
That's a Blueface, all my hunnits blue face niggas got the blue face
I'm f*cking on they boostink, she coming like the 2 train
She tell me how my kids taste, she tell me that you bitch made!
That's another story, I don't entertain what she say
Sour how the weed taste
Homie whats the debate
I go blood on every track
This time I went the sleeze way, blue hearts that's the cheese way
Coming from the corner I was selling quarter waters in the middle of the freeway
Stealing 5c's used to bump it to the ocks light some weed up on my block
And get them jordans for my bday
Snitch I will never be
You just got to let them be
Cut half the circle off its looking like the letter C...
Bitch I'm getting money I can't waste time
If its lie then we on it bitch its play time
Straight up out the Bronx that's a big fact
Run your mouth get it broken like a KitKat
40 cal that shit stung you felt the kick back
My niggas stain you nigga you cant get your shit back
I cut my bitches off when they feeling too comfortable
Bitch you not my wife you got no family like the hustables
Say the wrong thing cross the line then we crunching you
Just to stack bread its roman noodles or the Lunchables
But that's only on my break time
She got that iPhone mouth its a facetime
Eazy and Bledsoe, that's a great vibe
I know you heard we them niggas through the grape vine
Scoring too easy lite the baseline
Shawty thick with a slim ass waste line
Bitch I'm getting money I cant waste time if its lit then we on it bitch its play time
Bledsoe6040 - Time Freestyle (feat. Rob Eazy) Lyrics
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Young and from the projects you could f*ck around die there
You can tell who really out here shit mixy down in time square
Never been to jail, na I never spent no nights there
Opps posing for a picture and my shooter left em right there
Snitches if you ask, niggas moving nasty
Notes behind bars, I could show you all my rap sheets
Made a band like last week
I don't really rap breesh
They tell me that im versatile, I could really smashe beats
Driving through them back streets, creeping on a Tuesday need a new Rollie bustdown
That's a Blueface, all my hunnits blue face niggas got the blue face
I'm f*cking on they boostink, she coming like the 2 train
She tell me how my kids taste, she tell me that you bitch made!
That's another story, I don't entertain what she say
Sour how the weed taste
Homie whats the debate
I go blood on every track
This time I went the sleeze way, blue hearts that's the cheese way
Coming from the corner I was selling quarter waters in the middle of the freeway
Stealing 5c's used to bump it to the ocks light some weed up on my block
And get them jordans for my bday
Snitch I will never be
You just got to let them be
Cut half the circle off its looking like the letter C...
Bitch I'm getting money I can't waste time
If its lie then we on it bitch its play time
Straight up out the Bronx that's a big fact
Run your mouth get it broken like a KitKat
40 cal that shit stung you felt the kick back
My niggas stain you nigga you cant get your shit back
I cut my bitches off when they feeling too comfortable
Bitch you not my wife you got no family like the hustables
Say the wrong thing cross the line then we crunching you
Just to stack bread its roman noodles or the Lunchables
But that's only on my break time
She got that iPhone mouth its a facetime
Eazy and Bledsoe, that's a great vibe
I know you heard we them niggas through the grape vine
Scoring too easy lite the baseline
Shawty thick with a slim ass waste line
Bitch I'm getting money I cant waste time if its lit then we on it bitch its play time
You can tell who really out here shit mixy down in time square
Never been to jail, na I never spent no nights there
Opps posing for a picture and my shooter left em right there
Snitches if you ask, niggas moving nasty
Notes behind bars, I could show you all my rap sheets
Made a band like last week
I don't really rap breesh
They tell me that im versatile, I could really smashe beats
Driving through them back streets, creeping on a Tuesday need a new Rollie bustdown
That's a Blueface, all my hunnits blue face niggas got the blue face
I'm f*cking on they boostink, she coming like the 2 train
She tell me how my kids taste, she tell me that you bitch made!
That's another story, I don't entertain what she say
Sour how the weed taste
Homie whats the debate
I go blood on every track
This time I went the sleeze way, blue hearts that's the cheese way
Coming from the corner I was selling quarter waters in the middle of the freeway
Stealing 5c's used to bump it to the ocks light some weed up on my block
And get them jordans for my bday
Snitch I will never be
You just got to let them be
Cut half the circle off its looking like the letter C...
Bitch I'm getting money I can't waste time
If its lie then we on it bitch its play time
Straight up out the Bronx that's a big fact
Run your mouth get it broken like a KitKat
40 cal that shit stung you felt the kick back
My niggas stain you nigga you cant get your shit back
I cut my bitches off when they feeling too comfortable
Bitch you not my wife you got no family like the hustables
Say the wrong thing cross the line then we crunching you
Just to stack bread its roman noodles or the Lunchables
But that's only on my break time
She got that iPhone mouth its a facetime
Eazy and Bledsoe, that's a great vibe
I know you heard we them niggas through the grape vine
Scoring too easy lite the baseline
Shawty thick with a slim ass waste line
Bitch I'm getting money I cant waste time if its lit then we on it bitch its play time
Writer: eric barker
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