Текст песни FREE AR-AB - Albee Al

Ayy, free AR-Ab for this one
Let me get a little bit of your flow, with a gladiator mix
Gang shit, gold shit, yeah

Got a story that I'd like to tell (like to tell)
About this robbery I did, fresh out the jail (fresh)
Got the drop on this opp, so we ring the bell (ding-dong)
Had to duct tape his mother, in case she tried to yell (shut up bitch)
Look at all this ice, my wrist look like hell (bling, bling)
Had to send my dog some money, hope he got his mail (free to real)
Bitch, I'm a shark, I'm a killer whale (I'm a killer whale)
Killed your dog, and you ain't ride, but you ain't got your Ls (I ain't pussy, nigga)

Fuck popularity, my plug know me (plug know)
Walk through TSA with like a dub on me (correcter)
You ain't never use a judge on me (you ain't never use)
Hit a nigga close range, I got blood on me (move, move, nigga)
Niggas try to kill me, but them pussies miss (pussy miss)
Came back that same night and got that pussy head (ha)
Lil' bad bitch, she want her pussy licked (splash)
I ignored her FaceTime, bitch, I'm doing shit (I'm busy)

I could never put a bitch over this fucking money (never)
Pray I catch her off, slipping like he fucking clumsy (paw, paw)
Remember I shot the school up, 'cause niggas tried junkie (I remember yeah)
I'm addicted to this bread, I'm a fucking junkie (kiki)
All I work for Christmas is some white bricks (is some dough yo)
Whoever don't like this shit, they can bite dick (the can eat a dick)
No internet, beef and I don't type shit (nah, nah, nah)
I just run up, throwing bullies like I'm Mike Vick (boom, boom, boom, boom)

I ain't searching for my opps if they hiding out (no)
Just gon' park this tennis shit at your momma house (go)
They're empty on her face like a porn star (ha)
Mike Mayer's back, pussy, yeah, I want y'all (the gladiator)
Got a dope boy rollie like I'm selling birds (selling birds)
Got a million dollar check just for selling words (selling words)
Still a banger on the nigga Julius Erb (bang bang)
And I'm busting off them perks trying to calm my nerves (spra)

Last night I had a dream, I caught a homicide (it happened though)
Woke up the next day and caught a homicide (grrrr)
You ain't never catch no homicide (you ain't never catch)
And you ain't never get questioned by them pigs either (nah, nigga)

Rollin' around with an eater and a two-seater (average)
Niggas no poet hitter like I'm Derek Jeter (home run)
Cello white and brown, I got jungle fever (jungle fever)
See my rare and cop coke, so I don't trust the preacher
Could've bought another Benz, I bought some more guns (bought some more straps)
Come here bartender, bring me more runs (bring me more rags)
I'm so ready when the war come (I'm some ready, nigga)
So ready when the war come (I'm so)

See my grandma fight cancer 'til her last breath (ha)
Stopped the set of days, it's a number like a math test (bang)
Tell me, God, why you ain't help but beat it? (Tell me why)
My heart broke for, like my shit bleeding (tell me why)
Why nobody would've for me when I fuckin' needed (they never did)
Anxiety fuckin' with me, fuckin' with my breathing (help)
I swear these Percocets be helping with my grieving (I feel)
Somebody pray for me, I'm trying to calm the demon

Long hair like Jesus (yeah)
Give a nigga two like Reese's
Cricked the head of the nigga like I'm out here playing defense (yeah)
Had to drop this bad bitch off named Peaches
Don't believe in rappers, why I barely do features (no)
Half these niggas rats, ain't shit that they can teach us (they rats)
They just gave my little bro 120 pieces (free AR-Ab)
Told my heart to pieces, I ain't the one you want beef with (grrrr gang)

Free Ab, man, free love
It was always a hundred when we linked up, you know what I'm saying
Had a pale emotion, I'm praying for you, man
Where you at, free to real