Freddie Gibbs - Alexys lyrics

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Freddie Gibbs - Alexys lyrics

[Verse 1] Homie at the table chopping Rick James Sent the package off from Texas its been six days Keep sweating like a pig until that sh** came Didn't hurt to keep a job living off in my momma's spot f** it Imma bust a f**ing jug I'm a juggernaut [?] is on chop it off in that water we was cooking in Loud packs and molly powder all these n***as pushing out Feds looking because I peddled pain to these poor folks The realest n***a that I know ain't never sold dope The hardest n***a that I know ain't never served time Soon as I got me thirty thousand I hit the burner And I brought that dog back to the set n***a you know me for that Shout out to my n***as from D.C. with them scorpion backs Keep this strictly business you can't mix up your homie with that One day you might have to clap a n***a no glory in that Feel like I'm outgrowing all my friends, n***as thinking small Gon' have to write them all a check, just to get rich was all Turn right back around and write them another one when they [?] Get successful and watch how quickly n***as get in their feelings dog Get successful and watch how you immediately become their competition Most n***as [?] You can't [?] opposition [?] Money [?] And these are n***as I'm cool with My enemies I have yet to meet [Chrous] I got cake b**h can't everyday be my birthday You can't take me off first place on my worst day Yah Streets dry n***as thirsty So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake I've been working on this underneath the earth sh** My n***a caught a murder on his first day These animalistic instincts that we was born with Feel so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip Black as hell but rap got me thinking I need a foreign b**h Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them [Verse 2] Names I be calling her [?] you be dogging her What kind of man is you that your hood [?] I'm [?] [?] range guns [?] against [?] [?] [?] OJ Simpson you Bart, Homer, and Marge and 'em I rap but I keep weight And I know the streets take n***as out the game my baby momma told me be safe Turned around and said f** safe I stay dangerous In the set with [?] no chopper my chain dangling In the set with [?] blood and we gang ganging 'em My n***a Corleone and Diego they smash craniums Living life on high speed n***a that's just the lane we in About to cop a Porsche from that the packs that Freddie Kane get in [Chorus] I got cake b**h can't everyday be my birthday You can't take me off first place on my worst day Streets dry n***as thirsty So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake I've been working on this underneath the earth sh** My n***a caught a murder on his first day These animalistic instincts that we was born with Feel so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip Black as hell rap got me thinking I need a foreign b**h Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them [Outro] We Interrupt our program to bring you this important message

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