Elidadon1 - 2am freestyle Lyrics

I got a headache, I'm still tryna grind
My nigga thuggin, he still tryna shine
I'm tryna run it up, dime after dime
Life gonna happen, no point of the crying
My lil' bitch, I can promise she fine
Skinny, petite, that's the shit that I like
How could I love her I never would wife Ain't no takin' her back, she gon' burn your
Ass twice
I'm tryna move out the hills Give me a bitch, she the five-star meal
I'm tryna make it, no talk in my ear I'm tryna make it, the millions is near
I'ma move to a place where I don't gotta stress
I made it out, but the feelin' not blessed
My niggas steppin, tryna kill for a check
My niggas steppin, tryna take off his neck
I whip out a ten, but I don't even flex
When I needed a hand, where the f*ck was you at
They talk about me, where the f*ck do I stand
She f*ckin' on me, now she f*ckin' the man
If she f*ckin' on me, then she f*ckin' a
Goat
If she walk in the party, she f*ckin' a bro
If I don't wanna f*ck, she can keep on her clothes
If I don't wanna f*ck, I just want her some throats
Walk in the party, I'm tired of steppin
Toting the thirty, I feel like I'm Stepping
Niggas, they never gon' murder me
My North East bitch, and she real gon' carry me
Mask up, ain't no attempt, but no thirty
Let me go broke, I'ma catch me a burglar Niggas don't try me, niggas, I'll paint a murder scene
Ten million dollars, that shit for emergency F*ckin' a nigga, how the f*ck is that hurting
Me