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envy caine - bad boy freestyle lyrics

[verse]
i grew up a lil different so we far from the same
never voiced what i felt while harbourin’ pain
the shit i did and what i seen sometimes it’s hard to explain
i took a few wins and losses, but that’s part of the game
and i was raised on the side block, hustlin’ how i got by
crimes that we committed i see they mention on fox5
took a rapper chain without a mask again
half a million dollar bail because i’m african
they waited for me to fall, tried to kick me while i’m down
my energy too contagious, snake your girl when i’m around
a product of my surroundings, i’m thankful for where i’m from
i’m always nuttin’ in bitches surprised i ain’t make a son
i was anxious for a dollar caught a sale when i was sixteen
locked up everybody in my crib because that slick fiend
hopin’ that i get rich baggin’ up 3 and a half
crack and weed is what i sold because i needed the cash
takin’ wifey’s only excite me
chain snatchin’ until [?]
since i made “talking spicy”, most people said they don’t like me
i watched them eat in front of me and saved me the scraps
coka wanna rap and get rich and put a song on the map
i got two younger brothers, one sister, my mother and me
we was strugglin’, started hustlin’ ‘cause nothin’ was free
sold crack but bought some coka because it was cheap
thought it was love at first sight and wind up cuffin’ a treesh
manipulation [?], helped me mastered they mind
i’m gon’ kick down that door once that package outside
we ain’t even know the address we just happened to slide
i seen the whole world cry once that rap nigga died
went to jail with four ceramics, well prepared for the war
never feed into the drama unless it came from the source
supplied by knowledge, a leader never chose to follow
guaranteed victory, i never plan to lose tomorrow
i was in and out of traps servin’ fiends hand to hand [?]
[?] coke with 650, cook up was a [?]
kept a hoodie on in blind spots because the cameras watch
whoever blew that gun or had some money really ran the block
i was sellin’ green when 50 cent was singin’ candy shop
now i’m linkin’, drinkin’, swindle bitches ‘til they panties drop
shoot first to play for keeps, a deadman can’t say it’s me
i [?] my lawyer, police mad i barely speak
post up and eyeball the work, i’m usin’ sandwich bags
i had a run with the crack, came home and ran it back
1800 for a plate of sour, thirty dollars is to deliver, tell my clients place an order they don’t gotta wait
when i was in manhattan house, scalpels i had to back ‘em out
rollin’ up they dead friends sometimes is what i laugh about
[?] the competition, no attention ‘til they [?]
those mike amiri’s switched it up i’m bringin’ nudies back
i’m from where you either have to blow the strap or move this pack
trappin’ out the crib i thought my mother never knew the facts
they got me [?] with this strategy, keltec, almost earned the stripe
envy caine, coka jigga i’m the one that they heard it twice
can’t forget my niggas, i sent the money or wrote the kite
handle altercations, they want the smoke i’ma torch the pipe
they said it cost to be the boss i paid the minimum price
i took a pledge that i’ma live up so we in this for life

- envy caine lyrics

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