QuanBaby43g - Coolest Kid on Da Block Freestyle, Pt. 1 Lyrics

Where we gone go how the f*ck Imma know
I don't know you you don't know me
We ain't no kinda close
I don't know who try hurt me well shit I kinda know
Well shit I kinda know
Where we gone go how the f*ck Imma know
I don't know you you don't know me
We ain't no kinda close
I don't know who try hurt me well shit I kinda know
But I ain't got time to score it's just my time to blow
Chasing dollars so don't chase behind me
Just 'cause now you know
Hate that kind of hoe
But f*ck that bitch I never mind 'em tho'
Hit up my lil' bro he say he working
I remind him tho'
Don't forget where you come from
Or where you was striving to go yeah
Yeah
That's how you fall
And when you on your back
They don't want help you up at all
Can't front you a lil' pack soon as you ask
A nigga stall
But when you countin' racks
They'll come back and wanna call
Like I thought you was my dog huh
But I guess I was mistaken huh
Let you in my heart when you left it you left it vacant huh
All the love I had for a nigga and you was fakin' huh
Locked away my heart to keep that bitch from breakin' huh
I'm chasing birkins huh
Buy some mo' diamonds and her some purses huh
Nigga play with her he know it's curtains huh
I can hurt for her I'm not gone hurt for her
That shit was hurtful huh
Bad ass yellow bone with purple chrome on dental surgical
I'm on this search for her
Lord I know lil' lady worth it huh
Yeh shawty the next best thing I can get to perfect huh
Shawty can get a lil' thing that's a lil' longer than some of these verses huh
On purpose huh
Bae I don't play no games I might just birth in her
I'm too busy working to work her
I'm not gone creep in her
I can't be diverted by serpents I'm not gone cheat on her
Don't eat cheese I'm meaning no me gusta la policia
I'm decent huh
What we do forever our lil' secret huh I be the preacher huh
Beautiful lil' song Imma need a feature huh
Tell me what you think bae what you thinking huh
On the brink of her I tried to speak to her
Choked on my speeches huh
F*ckin' up bad why you wasn't speaking huh
F*ck it up crash I might just screech or something
Nigga still don't get no pass for trying to leach or something
It's 'bout time I got my ass up off the bleachers huh
Too much time on my hands to trade for pieces huh
So I want the whole cake
Going to fast I got no breaks
I do whatever the show takes
Bae what you want I got yo taste
Giving a f*ck what a hoe say
Do what I want so they gone hate
F*ck all them niggas this yo tape
43G to me is designer that shit like Dolce on 4 Gang
I spit like propane this beat like lo mien
Trying to help me blow then I know for sure you my bro mane
I got so much more in my throat like you don't know mane
Don't know what I been through before I bet you don't know pain
On 3 shit this some motherf*cking mind of me shit
Had to close my eyes for me to peep shit
Please don't look surprised when I'm on defense
I seen it from a mile away the other day
I'm trying to say I think I saw it pretense on gang huh