Freddie Gibbs - Rearview lyrics

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Freddie Gibbs - Rearview lyrics

[Hook:] I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust So many playa-hatin' n***as tryna sound like us I say these b**hes got it twisted they don't know who to f** So many playa-hatin' n***as tryna shine like us I say, I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust So many playa-hatin' n***as tryna sound like us I say these b**hes got it twisted they don't know who to f** So many playa-hatin' n***as tryna shine like us Say they ready, I don't think they know it Working while I got some prices on my license A n***a tried to green light me, but I wasn't going I used to lay up with this b**h I used to flip and didn't really give a sh** about a n***a flowin' She was contendin', tryna ran up to her and break out You could see her in the kitchen whippin' with the soda I bought a ounce of c**aina for I bent her over And I remember when the broads used to put me out Cars I was sleepin' out Pill hella heavy, hella bars I can't even count LA county jail and got my moms here to bail me out Rap game break your homies hearts if you leave 'em out Dope game'll leave you with a charge if you gettin' out Government will f** a n***a dreams, never live 'em out I'm trapping on the blade, hella cards I was sweeping out Rap game break your n***as heart out if you leave 'em out [Hook:] I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust So many player-hatin' n***as tryna sound like us I say these b**hes got it twisted they don't know who to f** So many player-hatin' n***as tryna shine like us Say they ready, I don't think they know it Yeah, yeah Say they ready, I don't think they know it Yeah Straight to hell where these n***as goin' Yeah, lifestyles of the insane, bang Cost a little extra tryna be a real n***a I thought a record contract would get the rent paid Freddie Kane world tour f** your deal, n***a And all the n***as jumped off, that was your loss And they forgot who was the boss and covered all costs But yesterday a 50 package got 'em all off I UPS it on the ground, bet they all off The pages of a psychopath And nowadays I never write 'em, just recite 'em, yeah I put the lighter to the fire, and ignite it, yeah My neighbor used to hit my alley just to buy a bag And I remember when the broads used to put me out Cars I was sleepin' out Pill hella heavy, hella bars I can't even count LA county jail and got my here moms here to bail me out Rap game break your homies heart out if you leave 'em out [Hook:] I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust So many player-hatin' n***as tryna sound like us I say these b**hes got it twisted they don't know who to f** So many player-hatin' n***as tryna shine like us I say they ready, I don't think they know it Yeah, yeah Say they ready, I don't think they know it Yeah, yeah, yeah I said, I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust So many player-hatin' n***as tryna sound like us I say these b**hes got it twisted they don't know who to f** So many player-hatin' n***as tryna shine like us I say they ready, I don't think they know it Yeah, yeah Say they ready, I don't think they know it Yeah Straight to hell where these n***as goin' Yeah Straight to hell where these n***as goin' Yeah, yeah Straight to hell where these n***as goin' Yeah Straight to hell where these n***as goin' f** Say they ready, I don't think they know it

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