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lashawn freeman - midnight madness lyrics

so we just gonna be honest, right? we gonna tell the truth, right
we don’t do no cappin’
so when we gonna talk about point guards, we gonna talk about the finest
you know brooklyn finest point guard. let’s all talk about it

flip the hood then i knot the strings
this time around we know top a thangs
like meeting wilder in the boxing ring
with no pose round you, can’t block the swings
doctor scribing for ya lots of pain
plottin’ mileage on ya thot and thangs
i been wildin’ wildin’ since potty training
flow found the pocket now watch change
and i ain’t talking baby on the bop, f+ck you n+ggas tryna play me in the blogs
(this a hood hop)
i’m a type tier n+gga, gotta place me at the top
see you n+ggas tryna race me for the spot, but i’m real far
it’s wrap my n+gga just do somn else
ya red bone lemme slap the d+ck, all over the lips, bruises be looking like cucumber welps
and that ain’t comin’ from a cute under belt
i got my raps up, i get it cuttin’ like directors redoing scenes, who wanna act up
pointgod of this rap sh+t, d i’m 1st string in ya rap top five, don’t need a back up

acc rookie of the year. facts. three final four. four years. facts
we ain’t gonna talk. we gonna talk the truth
me and stich classics like sh+ll tops
threadbeast in my mailbox
feels good to see my sons win
like seth adham and wardell pops
grind and grindin’ til the rails stops
you gotta pig aroma, think i smell a cop
n+ggas hatin’ think i smell the opps
henny d+ck i delve in the wap
i’m purified, lake manitunka
surprise ya hoe like ay caramba
n+ggas pop sh+t and drive a honda
fought the drought and survived wit hunger
man on this track i k!ll, like i’m monga
cold blooded oh i feel like i’m mamba
i just keep it trill light the ganja
make my vision work, life of wanda

three time acc. assist leader. facts. lebron’s favorite point guard. quoted. from unc facts
that’s all truth. story you can’t tell a lie. you can tell the truth

matter of time i start bossing up
i think about it while i’m sparking up
we done had a lotta hard days
truth be to james, wasn’t harden nuff
in the jungle where they call it rough
actin like a poker they’ll call ya bluff
i been so focused on the rap sh+t like bench pressing i been barring up
and the plates is heavy
in place and steady
i f+ck up names like eight takes with webbie
i throw up gang and keep chasing fetty
flood the game with my wave and break the levy
when the drought outside
my ohana ballin like chaminade
this rap hustle like a nine + five
for day and nights, that i starved like ramadan
lashawn
if you from brooklyn, you know who ed cota is. you not even from brooklyn
this is factual statements. if you from brooklyn and you don’t know who ed cota is, you not from brooklyn. period

- lashawn freeman lyrics

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