BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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real life freestyle
- It all started during summer sixteen ,da end of it
- was kinda lit, only just a teen
- then 1st day of school role around had to dress clean
- white forces on,Be the king, that was part of my dream
- Exclusives, y'all never seen, like a pop magazine
- that's never been bought, thot it was u got me chopped
- Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop, savin yo ass cuz i was fenna get hot
- walked in 1st day sayin wassop, niggas just look at me like a mystery like murdoch
- all these hoes addicted to me, like Methamphetamine
- big word heres a dictionary,
- its a drug, made a mistake picked another girl instead of my crush
- thinkin bout her from dawn to dust, should've went wit my conscious
- but instead I chose someone else, Hispanic buh light white like a fuckin welsh
- niggas hopped in our relationship like it was invitational
- Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts, lookin back when a nigga aint have big bucks
- my girl keep crying for the past month, too bad cuz now idgaf
- buh then boucin back takin the dub,
- well thay said I took an L, buh I bounced back and tried to provale
- buh failed, like my math test them valors were not scaled
- out here blazin niggas like trail, bitch niggas singin like birds callem nightingales
- I have no respect cuz it aint fair, undermining my bars even tho they extraordinaire
- I feel like an innocent nigga in the electric chair
- I need help fenna shoot up my flare, where my soldiers at hold ya pistols in da air
- and lets show em why we here
- imma young nigga never been intoxicated, buh have been discriminated
- seen a nigga get amputated, then refrigerated and eaten
- like Jeffrey Dahmer, white boy injured like carson palmer
- I aint a foreign Frenchman like Reaumur, buh if I was Id hit her wit my bomber
- call me fuckin Osama,buh big dreams of stackin commas
- seen shit that caused hella trama,
- Hi my name is Chris, I said fuck this drama,
- grew up had no fatha, only had my momma
- and my brotha, we weren't the richest either
- mommas dept was climbin deeper, cuz life wasn't getting any cheeper
- like by the dozen, grew up wit 6 cousins
- 1 girl 7 dudes countin me n my bruva
- it was hard growin up colored, cuz all dese fuckas
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