Righting my Wrongs

Lately been righting my wrongs Make it short I ain't staying to long I been freestyling ain't even writing these songs We got pounds of the funky it jump like a frog But this shit put you in that rage like the hulk Leave his shit onna ground hella dry like sum chalk Get the mask and we slide, hop out and we walk Fucking baby I'm leaving her wet like sum slime But my notes my new baby I can make a rhyme And 3 fuck it up he a drop onna dime And I keep transforming Ian even in prime I'm weighed cuz I feel I'm heavy like Chevy Tell roddy I think I'm unlocking my presi I passed bro the friend and he fucked on the bestie This new Glock 9 it be coming in hefty Chasing em down canine we get in there We treats the opps so bad we don't play fair Don't want you in the way tell em stay there We on this block all day call it daycare Know that I'm different she know that I'm litty I drop a song and I fuck up the city Cut that beam on leave em pissy Deep hot fry his body crispy Uh damn I'm constantly fucking em up Like why is I'm fucking em up? I make a difference to my whole crew I seen sum shit that nobody can do You put the gas in the fire, a fool Talking that shit and I higher her pool And I say I been righting my wrongs Make it short I ain't staying to long We got the pounds of the funky it jump like a frog but it put you in rage like the hulk We leave his blood on the ground watch it dry like sum chalk get the mask hop out and we walk I get the drop Imma spin it wit madness I dick her mind Imma fill it wit sadness Come to my brothers you know I'm the gladdest I smack her ass from the back it's the fattest Go onna ride hope ya seatbelt is fastened Fail then we call a new play like it's madden Tay a equip a new Glock and be bragging We hear the knock, knock, knock then we bagging I'm not a bitch man you know ain't know hoe in me Pray that we all get racks Nigga hopefully Don't even gotta touch that he gon toat for me Play wit the business my snipers gon blow for me Gang, gang, gang man you know that's the goals Circle on circle we fucking the hoes Freak is a freak she a fuck onna rose We step in places that nobody a goes They say I got voice for the rapping I make a move and you know what's gon happen Bringing up old shit that shit inna past tense Screaming out "holy" she talk like a pastor I fuck her good she tell me go faster Ian gon lie Imma slick lor bastard But I can Fuck up the net with a master Lately been righting my wrongs Make it short I ain't staying to long I been freestyling ain't even writing these songs We got pounds of the funky it jump like a frog But this shit put you in that rage like the hulk Leave his shit onna ground hella dry like sum chalk Get the mask and we slide, hop out and we walk