Lyrics Midly Lucky - Freako

I got a question is this gas or what

Yeah
True

I Know some niggas who you gon blast ya if you ask for much
Ain't no confront in my city so I gotta tucked
I Burnt bridges with the fakes
So They ain't around as much
Please Don't tweak with the tweakers
I know they bond rush

I leave my heart on road
New home
When I touch down I'm really in your zone
Crib keep flavors have you had cold stone
Chop make Caesars have you ever been to Rome

I don't gotta sit just trap all day
I really sell a verse and go get it
It's like I check check for living
My revenge just balling on niggas
I do this shit for my fallen young niggas
Hell yeah I miss all my niggas

1 time for that 1 time
2 times in cut
You touch his blood
You see flat lines
I get to this paper
Only difference
Shorty part time

I come with me that's flaws and all
How they box me in ain't cool with niggas
Ain't bool with niggas
I kno real niggas
Yeah that dude that in mirror
Yeah cool with folks
I'm too laid I know a few that do the most
Shorty octane how she gas up all the hoes
Go

Go

Go

Spinning the block and we upping the sco

Go

Go

Go

Worthy send bows bows bows
And bows and bows and bows

Go Go Go
Go Go Go