Текст песни Best Part Freestyle - KevoHuncho

On a one way to the top
Fuck haters, Corona, and cops
They tell you they love you then lie on your name
Man I ain't got no love for no thots
Got a Glock in my bag, ain't no prop
Call up bro and he slide with a mop
Girl I like you a lot
But you can't get no ring cause I done fell in love with the guap
I'ma turn up for ones who ain't here to do it
Got a Glock in my bag I ain't scared to shoot it
Got my hand on her neck, I'ma slap her booty
Gave that dick to her good got her acting moody
I'm the hottest nigga living
Run up on me it's gon be a killing
I'm just tryna go and get a million
I ain't no ceilings
I ain't got no feelings
Smoking dope and it don't even help me with the healing
Crying out to God I'm praying that he really hear me
Blocked me on the socials but I know you gonna feel me
If I say I want it and you got it then I'm stealing
All the bitches hate me cause I got them in they feelings
Grinding for the sad days
Making money had ways
Spinning on the wrong block, all my niggas had Ks
On the fucking road to riches I can see the pathway
Used to listen to the Migos, I was screaming Datway
Roll 3.5 in a woody
La bitch yeah you know that I'm tryna get real fucking high
I do not fear not a man on this Earth
You can see from the look in my muhfuckin eyes
Look at this drip on my body
Your shawty just peeped me she said "la Kevo boy you fly"
Yeah you was my brudda so now its just fuck you
I'm grabbing the kutta I'm cutting the ties
I'm cutting the ties forever
Don't slide, won't let you
You run and my guys gon catch you
This blunt got me high as ever
Ain't hiding ever
Cause it's homicide whenever
Yeah you gonna die I catch you
My mic my weapon
But I got that fire I'm steppin
Best out on this side of Heaven
No 9/11, we'll bomb you can't hide from Kevin
Tryna get a blacked out Rolls Royce Wraith
Say that she a freak so I put it on her face
Bitches in my face, I just really want space
Police in the mirror then we going on a chase
Smoking on exotic make me go to outer space
Niggas talking shit so I'm about to catch a case
Can't nobody see me like I sprayed 'em with some mace
You be speaking on my name but you ain't say it to my face

Yeah, Yeah
I'ma let that bitch breathe a lil bit man
(Damn La Huncho bitch, you sliding brudda no cap)
Fuck, I'm boutta come back on that bitch though
Yeah

Don't know what I'm doing, I ain't tryna do no wrong
I had all my feelings so I put them in a song
Smoke em down to roaches then I throw em in a bong
Got a real freaky bitch walk around in a thong
Shoutout to the ones on lock, I'm telling you to keep it strong
Who gon really love me when I'm dead and when I'm gone
'Fore you walk up on me I'ma tell you that I'm armed
Said they wasn't fucking with me now the bitches sing along
Yeah they swore they kept it solid they was hating all along
Osama Bin Laden the way a nigga drop a bomb
Got it on a nigga and I'm ready to get it on
Got my bruddas in this bitch yeah we locked in strong
My nigga selling plants, he aint grow up on a farm
Nigga like me work from night till dawn
Bitch I'm boutta be the greatest and I feel it in my heart
Yeah my life like a movie welcome to the best part, Yeah

(Yeah, welcome to the best part man)
(Get that Me Vs. the World ya heard me)
(Huncho out man)