Freddie Gibbs type rap

Yeah, Yeah (hm, ah)

 

Yeah, yeah, (hm, ah)

 

Yeah, Yeah (ha, ha, ha, ha)

 

Yeah, yeah (ha, ha, ha. ha)

 

Yeah, Yeah, (ha, ha ,ha, ha)

 

Hm, yeah yeah (ha, ha, ha, ha)

 

 

 

Made a Makeshift jackhammer made outta cokehead with a fat hammer

 

Shit was two legends like Al-Capone and Gun Kellly locked in

up in the same slammer

 

Whether you blood or crip still gang shit, niggas better fly the same banner

 

Crackers like to matter-o-fact fuck that shit I'm still cracker jack

 

Fuck a college graduation put cocaine raps all on my almanac

 

Have some other pussy write my albums for me nah, can't be having that

 

Bitch you sucking my dick for weed when you done you better pass it back

 

Matter-fact fuck off, don't talk about my past you can't be asking that

 

Niggas stunt their diamonds too much in the hood you can't be flashing that

 

Might get robbed for his shit by the whole damn clique welcome to

the cabbage patch (BITCH)

 

Hahahaha, welcome to the cabbage patch (bitch)

 

Welcome to cabbage patch bitch

 

 

Seen a lotta shit I didn't address til after fact

 

Watching your momma get slapped by a pussy nigga is pain you can't be

masking that

 

Would I trap again if I could fresh start,

bitch of course don't even ask me that

 

Crackers at my neck with a knife but I'll keep on slashing back

 

Had the pack, on my back, ran faster than if crackers tried to lynch Marshawn

 

Cuz if a nigga don't pull himself up by his bootstrap he'll be far gone

 

Fuck the pigs who beat that old man who wasn't doing shit, felt bad for'im

 

Real cops woulda let the nigga move and march on, like Marshawn (BITCH)

 

Shoulda gotta job at Bechtel how I was motherfuckin moving bricks

 

Fuck becoming all soft still move with the stick doing all that stupid shit

 

I rap like I trap I might just pop off anytime like a ruger bitch

 

We was moving bodies before gyllenhaal in nightcrawler

 

Get defiled by the stick while I'm with the clique issa night horror

 

If you catch a body the police might tear up the city lookin right for ya

 

Pass the shotty, aim at the body, don't play games with the stick but imma

high-scorer

 

Move with killers and dealers to the grammy that be my entourage

 

Sneak into your house at night and bag your shit, it's nigga santa claus

 

Move with that gat on me, stat homie I might put your life on pause

 

Carry that strap openly, predators don't need to camoflauge

 

Bitch asked me for some coke, had to deny her like Hal nine thousand

 

I'm afraid I can't do that bitch, I got new hoes that need fine plowing

 

500 racks to blow on stupid shit, nigga that be my allowance

 

Label me whatever you want bitch, you still making less than my accountant

 

 

BACK TO BACK wins we got rings just like the patriots

 

KANE BOY mover of things be my alias

 

Stab a white bitch with my sharp thing like she the radiance

 

Hallownest is saved bitch, all these hoes in my radius

 

Still move in darkness to this day I got that shadiness

 

But I'm spitting liquid swords and these words be my gladius

 

Fucking on a bitch from Florida ass fat like The Gabbie Show

 

Had to tell that white bitch to lick my dick clean she a bratty hoe

 

Can't believe there were some days I had to sleep on flo'

 

Now I might fuck that bitch from progressive, Might sleep on flo'

 

(Hahahaha)

 

(KANE ON SOME GANGSTA SHIT)