July 205 - Pretty Ricky Freestyle Lyrics

Couldn't f*ck with college I just dropped out yesterday
Just hit up my pops and asked my pops if I could stay
They think I'm depressed because i woke up extra late
Shit you know a nigga plotting I'm so hungry where my plate
Please just look me in my face
I'm ok
Told my mama I'll be straight
My mama said you need ta pray
Niggas nowadays be crazy just look at the murder rate
I be praying for my brothers that they don't be led astray
All that street shit so dead it don't bring nothing but decay
Half these niggas prolly fake
Half these niggas really snakes
Half and half make up a hundred percent of these niggas traits
Bessemer so dangerous they'll prolly smoke you for some j's
I'm just tryna see a change
I really need that
Tryna get to LA where the chances and the trees at
That don't mean I'm switching on my niggas bitch believe that
If you gonna be a hating nigga shit then be that
Grinding but I'm relaxed
Don't care about no feedback
Always been myself these bitches pull up on they kneecaps
Police never f*cked with me they make me pay a g tax
This ain't really slavery but I swear they tryna bring back

Straight facts
No cap
Stay strapped
No scrap
Get jumped like a big gap
And if you bitching get bitch slapped

Niggas switch up when they get some money ion get that
Thinking that he fresh but he get popped just like a tic tac
Gotta keep yo day 1's close shit been bad
F*ck them niggas that just come around to get a lil cash
Where my niggas that can tell about all of the times we had
I be way too chill to be called July this my icy swag
Fake ass bitch be knowing she used to buy out my Nike bag
All them times I used to get you too high why tf you mad

How much do them thoughts weigh
Tare the scale and check again
Shoutout all my children pockets fat just like they pregnant
Quit testing me I'll blow up in yo face like an experiment
If seeing is believing you know I ain't tryna hear that shit