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funkmaster flex - ot thereal | funk flex | #freestyle152 lyrics

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[verse:]
this the art of leaving human beings ripped apart
spin the block he wasn’t home my bro walked up and hit his pops like excuse me mr.pock mountain dew twist his top
i was picking stocks flex all my whole wrist is rocks
sk said don’t forget your glock
you posting picks with 80 000 homie you a walking l!ck just stop
i said you right that’s why my glitz is c+cked
flipping flocks taking squares of french vanilla break it down in dipping dots
this the realest how is it not ?
my youngin shooter followed through
he’ll run up and bang it if he missed a shot
like this the spot d+mn maybe homie is a cop
maybe i should fall back maybe once i’m rich i’ll stop
’till then the food could go i seen the mughals blow
covid messed the funeral only a few could go
i looked into a pound of crystal meth like what’s my future hold
you still posting pictures of paper i bet you used to blow
that you used to spend shorty say the [food’s a tan ??]
my celly had the welly butyrans and the deuce was in
i made crash dummies out of you and all your useless
friends
see eyes banging at the door we gotta move again
still maneuvering with the hooligans
we want your food we already eight hours like two to ten
dude was banned he was telling us what he shoulda been
drugs , guns i go go with them for real
i’m with the soldiers still i sip mimosa
try and get the bricks a little low a couple cities over
o came home from prison tripping o is flipping boulders
trying to turn 50 to 100 like i’m getting closer
i told the plug like you know i’m going to pay you bro jus’ send it over
and he sends it just like a friend’s supposed to
rest in peace fred heaven chose you
before your time and the good die young i’m glad i got to know you
’cause everything changed nothing seems real
we got plenty of work but still need drills
once they on you , you got to keep still
my man came home from prison grabbed a chopper said he meek mill’s
couple bucks will pop you like a zan
you stuck tripping flipping with the same couple grand
they got a nine to five and rap about selling yams
i’m over here just folding bread up like it’s annie anne’s
don’t get it twisted
o a family man when 20 dudes are stomping on you
that’s the family plan
lll’ bro put on his mask he’s on his jamming jam
he came out holding some trash bags and he ran
the rapping just didn’t seem real getting work
from south america with bugs inside the cell
they say you gotta watch what you saying
they know your raps is real
got it running ass jumping like i’m coaching track and field
you win some you lose i know exactly how i feel
i had no bread and no one follow me when i came out of jail
and people looked at me they laughing when they found out iwas rapping
now my dms full of ot “i knew you’d make it happen”
in the middle of the action breaking chickens into fractions
bro got 50 to 100 life sentence on the back end
he keep calling from the jail they must have snuck another jack in they just found a thousand pounds from watching numbers on the tracking
trying to get my mind right paying for these motions and appeals down in florida so berto gets his time right
bro you coming home that’s on god when the time’s right
my man dropped a thousand grams went back nine bikes
now i’m supposed to chill but i’m supposed to eat bro
in prison joking with shooters like we lined up for free throws
said how i’m supposed to eat bro
in prison joking with shooters like we lined up for (…)
look
big face bust it down used to take the bus to town
now i caught my own bricks me blue mac we bust it down
once i go through something with something it’s like i trust them now
once i go through something with sum’
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ayo it’s hard to keep it gangsta and still be there for your kids
when you fresh one on parole just home from doing the bid
and the cutties keep calling and you gotta bust these l!cks
but you can’t leave so you just end up serving from your crib
two 215 renegade soup kitchen cartel flippin haze
sk got different rentals for different days
all my bros is bosses just in different ways
but forget all that cool sh+t just don’t fold bend or break
2020 was horrible hope it ends fast
’cause they don’t even drop the numbers for the ten packs
you a warlord if you got more than ten straps
i ride my man’s plug i only pay my friends back
i seen the rats stumble the dsps wouldn’t count as bundles
rainbow hair don’t help you in the jungle
i’m the hardest in my lane got ’em wallow in the pain
[black bought a rat ??] that’s a million dollars worth of game
trying to do these movies i was hollering at slaine
free miz i watched my bro go from a tahoe to a range
that’s how i’m repping hot 97 ot the real funk flex bombs
it’s 9.11

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