Charles Hamilton - Brooklyn Girls Freeverse lyrics

[Verse] Ayo it's A-Game, and I'm back up in the mix You thought I quit with spittin', but I'm back up in this b**h I'm feeling good like a gambler stackin' up his chips Know the people in my circle got my back and that's the sh** Started in the 941, then moved into the 813 From Bradenton to Tampa best believe I'll leave a legacy I f** with Molly, but this music is my ecstasy I got the lyrical recipe to make a beat rest in peace Been on my grind with this rapping sh** since seventeen I started way before that now I chose it as a specialty The fun got my sidetracked; had to learn a lesson, see The party hard lifestyle really ain't what's best for me But no hate, I stay in my own lane f** with Molly, purp, and Lucy, here-and-there I f** with c**aine Still party hard but I don't do it as much And that's what's up to tell the truth? I even went and did a month (of what?) Cold turkey didn't even f** with anything Mollz and weed addicted felt like I needed to make a change Took it upon myself to go and find myself some better things And now I'm feeling fresher than an all-gold pinky ring Wild animal, don't know how to act That's why I fit with Zoo Crew I'll help to put us on the map Even though we're not together I still rep it in my raps Keep it real and put in work, while the rest sit on their a** Much love to my crew Z.C Over the years we had our issues settled it up on a beat Spitting heat, while everybody else would make excuses Not to do sh**, man it's stupid I just wanna make some music That's true sh**, I'm ruthless on a beat; rest in peace to Eazy-E And every other rapper who could spit and leave a beat deceased Pimp C, Pac, and Biggie yeah the list goes on But my favorite thing with music's that you live on in songs And R.I.P. to Stitchez, Mental Ward is f**ing tatted on me Fell in love with music yeah this rap and me we matrimony Do it for the love, but I want my cheese and macaroni Success is the best, but it turns many to wack-a** phonies No love for a fake, enough said Everyone's the same, mindless zombies like The Walking Dead Rappers dropping crap, and it's sounding like a sloppy mess A diamond in the rough is what I am when I be talking, bet You got a problem? Like a house we can address it Say it to my face, if you didn't get the message I love music, yeah this sh**'s what I invest in You could even say me and this microphone are best friends And it is what it is - I've seen a lot of sh** And I'm still just a kid - I'll tell you what I meant Have myself some enemies and wannabe friends But the real ones I know will stick around until the end While the fakes fizz away like a roofie in a drink The ones you thought were real? Could disappear within a blink Makes you think about the loyalty, it's got me on the brink Of just saying "f** 'em all" and solo dolo my own thing But like I said I know my people have my back And the feeling is mutual and they know that that's a fact I got homies round the map, even in the 313 Down here in 813 and 941 I got the Z.C I don't talk tough on Facebook, come see me You got beef? I'll call you out and give you my new CD Believe me, I'll spit a flow below freezing You can knock me down, but you never can defeat me And anybody in my life who's done me wrong Know that karma is a b**h and that b**h can hit you hard She can hit you tenfold in the chest, better wear a vest Also while you're at it, best protect your head and neck And to speak of that? This goes for Rhino and Lil Sneak And every other crackhead who was chilling at the scene Enjoy your little prison sentence, as soon as you leave? I'll be waiting at the gate and making sure you get your a** beat You tried to rob my parents blind?! You thought you'd get away? But you ain't realized The fact that you f*ggots told me you be hittin' licks I'll catch you f**ing slipping, beat you like a little b**h f** these little kids thinking that they're hard, thinking that they're Bloods?! Take a plane to LA and try to front like you a thug Cause a real mothaf**a's gonna bust you with a slug You say that I am too harsh? I say that I don't give a f**! That's true sh**, when you see me? Never do sh** You're talking really hard, but all your talking is just useless Yeah you yap a lot, you thinking that you're hot But your girl is up on everybody, you can't tame a Fox, hah! I keep my mouth closed, I don't gossip sh** Forget a drama starter, if you asking me that's ignorant Mature and grow up and maybe then you'll get the picture Or otherwise you're finding out that no one's f**ing with ya Last 4 lines it's time to wrap it up And if you liked the song, mad respect cause that's what's up (thank you) I'm just trying to make it, see I'm trying to make a buck My success will be measured by my tears, sweat, and blood, what?! [Outro] One take b**h! It's A-Game!