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freddie gibbs – insecurities lyrics

[produced by frank dukes & kaytranada]

[intro]
n-gg- pick up the phone, n-gg-. i just got back from back from my show, you woulda loved this shit, it was h-lla hoes, n-gg-. h-lla b-tches, i stacked my bread up though, n-gg-, i think i’mma get this ring for erica though, my n-gg-. yeah, i think she the one, i want you to be the best man and shit my n-gg-, for real. hit me when you get back my n-gg-

[bridge]
tell the streets i’ve been down for a minute
chop it up and let my real n-gg-s finish
had the kitchen or the stove, pockets on swole
choppin’ up them o’s, i was gettin’ it on the road

[hook]
i was ready for whatever man
i remember i was sellin’ things
i let it go, i let it go
said i was ready for whatever man
with some n-gg-s, they don’t ever change
i let it go, i let it go

[verse 1]
yeah, cadillacs, impalas, n-gg- we ride vogues
this for you pussy -ss n-gg-s and you weak -ss hoes
i candy coat it, triple dip it, n-gg-, three times gold
dippin’ through traffic, smoking dope, like i don’t see 5-0
license to spend it, i was livin’ ignorant
careful blocking, pop some shots just to impress my n-gg-s
insecure about my looks, wouldn’t pop it with the b-tches
rob and stole for diamond jewels, i thought i needed attention
why i was starvin’ for attention? all she want is my attention
all i wanna do is smoke and f-ck her
thug it out and keep shit undercover
told myself that i would never love her
but i cuss her out, blow up her phone
and get mad if another n-gg- touch her
insecure and in my motherf-ckin’ feelings
thought that i was chasin’ money, i was chasin’ b-tches
but when the lord gave me my daughter
helped me paint the picture
man all the shit i did, i’m blessed the streets ain’t take a n-gg-
n-gg- i stay

[hook]
ready for whatever man
and some n-gg-s, they don’t ever change
i let it go, i let it go
and i remember i was sellin’ things
i was ready for whatever man
i let it go, i let it go

[verse 2]
bentleys and beamers, impalas, caprices
i scope up diego, my n-gg-, we beepin’
my day one, we gang bang, we run off, we throw weight
i murder for my dogs, we eat off the same plate
we masked up, all my n-gg-s masked up
did a show in brooklyn, n-gg-s tried to get me blast up
thought you was my n-gg-, hate to see me get my cash up
then some n-gg-s hit me, hollows almost tore my -ss up
your shooters was some actors, actin’ -ss n-gg-s
scared to squeeze the trigger, some amateur -ss n-gg-s
used to hit the road and get stacks of them cash with them
only time’ll let me know you a stab in the back n-gg-

[hook]
i remember we was sellin’ things
came to you, i’d do whatever man
i let it go, i let it go
i was ready for whatever man
i remember i was sellin’ things
i let it go, i let it go
said i was ready for whatever man
but some n-gg-s, they don’t ever change
i let it go, i let it go, yeah

[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
cadillacs, impalas, n-gg-, we ride vogues
f-ck you pussy -ss n-gg-s and you weak -ss hoes
i candy coat it, triple dip it, n-gg-, three times gold
dip through in traffic, smoking dope, like i don’t see 5-0
license suspended, i was livin’ ignorant
kept a glock and, pop some shots just to impress my n-gg-s
insecure about my looks, wouldn’t pop it with the b-tches
rob and stole for diamond jewels, i thought i needed attention
why i was starvin’ for attention? all she wanted is my attention
f-ck you b-tches
all my daughter want is my attention
all she want is my attention, yeah
so why am i starvin’ for attention?
all she want is my attention, hmm
why am i starvin’ for attention
all my daughter want is my attention

- freddie gibbs lyrics

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