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young roddy - boost mobile (freestyle) lyrics

[verse 1]
i flow water, bobby boucher
bout time i introduce them to they doomsday
uh, i flow water, bobby boucher
i swear these rap n-gga’s as sweet as kool-aid
but them boys know that they whack
them boys know they ain’t real
them boys know i spit crack
them boys know what it is
alright, let me stop f-ckin’ around, hold this down for my set
jet life, ever since route the ruler, they been calling me the truth
i use to have a hooptie, til spitta loaned me his coupe
i finally got an iphone, use to be team boost
but it made me h-lla money, boy my shoe box the proof
i grew up in the hood where n-gga’s reppin’ soowoop
wear a whole lotta red, but still bump that uncle snoop
ain’t never claimed thug, always tried to play it cool
but if it’s motherf-ck me, then definitely motherf-ck you
and i try to them school n-gga’s, it’s crazy cause they don’t listen
they prolly way to broke, way too broke to pay attention
this architect sh-t, i been busy building by business
been humble way too long, now i’m stuntin’ on them b-tches
it’s me against the world, sh-t i’m such a bold n-gga
and dear summer, it’s gonna be a cold winter
a different broad every night, that’s what you call pimpin’
and this raw talent that i got ain’t nothing but god given
that bomb head that she give, she could charge n-gga’s
a boss n-gga, doin’ it for my dogs n-gga
every track they put me on, then we go off n-gga
yeah, straight off n-gga, talkin’ jr n-gga, preach
i might be too real for mainstream
i’m tryin’ keep my rap sheet clean
but they don’t feel me, ya’mean
my people gotta eat, i’m tryin’ touch some legal cheese
i got a b-tch that’s on my team, she hustle just like me
i keep a jersey for her, remember that one night they tried to murc your boy
remember bein’ wanted, cops searchin for em’
they say they gotta cell or a he-rs- for em’
my homie say they got some pounds or some birds for em’
my eye’s cherry red, like my birth stone
i remember postin’ up, gettin’ that work off
can they say holla back, don’t you take too long
be back in 24 hours, that’s what i do boy
cause i ain’t never been no duck n-gga, no b-tch n-gga, no f-ck n-gga
i do this sh-t for my hood n-gga
my crip n-ggas, my blood n-ggas
them cap peelers, them thug n-ggas
them drug dealers, them jack boys
you know, them boys who keep them tooli’s on them
uh, hey, you know i kept that toolie on me
i can’t lie, i thank god for that motherf-ckin’ boost mobile
used to be ridin’ round with my smokin’ with my n-gga [?]
talkin’ bout makin’ mad money
bumpin’ that styles p
had that heater under the seat
don’t believe me, just ask somebody n-gga
like, flow water, bobby boucher
bout time i introduce them to they dooms day

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