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Gamma Feb - Monster (Freestyle) Lyrics



Gamma Feb - Monster (Freestyle) Lyrics
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(You aint never feel like you was wasting your breath
Tired of talking to yaw
Its feb though free the real lets get it)
The struggle it turned me to a monster
The streets dont really love you everybody fosters
Everybody starters when i speak up on my roster
Cause we going blow up in the streets just like out in boston
I love this shit cause i can speak whats on my mind
Lets talk about that time when i finessed up out that bind
Lets talk about freeing all my niggas doing time
Better yet lets talk about how i be really on my grind
You lying just keep that shit stack
Lets talk about how you been telling bitches you got racks
Lets talk about how you done lied on every single track
Better yet lets talk about how i be really stating facts
Stick to that niggas a tell it all for a cigarette
Get lesser time in your mind but you still a rat
Come home niggas done put money on your head
No place to go no place to hide you like the walking dead
Her erky ass give me headaches like smoking mid
She playing mind games im doing numbers with the head
I need a thunder buddy i aint talking about ted
And ima treat her ass just like peter do meg
You get it ima dream chaser with the dream work
My awareness on a hundred you gotta stay alert
And i be running shit till my feet hurt
And you cant win shit without teamwork
If you think your man a bitch dont second guess it
Cause its going be to late and you going learn your lesson
Im thankful the real kind i gotta count my blessings
Yall niggas aint on shit and i aint even stressing
I know ya thinking bout time i made a come back
I wasnt just trying to come back im trying to run rap
Yeah i got a retarted bitch and she dumb fat
We be riding round getting money like a f*cking hack
Why you worrying bout me where they do that at
You go down town just to trap worry bout that
Supply and demand scale for the grams
Execute when i come up with plans
Seen your resume and you aint never been the man
You a middle man there a never be a one on one
Real niggas f*ck with me they know where im coming from
Think before you run up or youll get done up
You aint taking my bread im tryna make cold cuts
Roll up or youll get rolled on
I aint gotta call my shooter i told em to hold on
Stand by anyway anyday could be your day
Thats why i gotta live it up they wack you for a pair of js
They kill you for some mary jane boy you better stay in your lane
Cant forget cash money have you looking like mack main
Even on my off day im coming with defense
Niggas book smart and street smart but lack common sense
I can drop thirty coming off the bench
I use to give a f*ck let me stop speaking in past tense
I can drop thirty coming off the bench
I use to give a f*ck let me stop speaking in past tense nigga
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(You aint never feel like you was wasting your breath
Tired of talking to yaw
Its feb though free the real lets get it)
The struggle it turned me to a monster
The streets dont really love you everybody fosters
Everybody starters when i speak up on my roster
Cause we going blow up in the streets just like out in boston
I love this shit cause i can speak whats on my mind
Lets talk about that time when i finessed up out that bind
Lets talk about freeing all my niggas doing time
Better yet lets talk about how i be really on my grind
You lying just keep that shit stack
Lets talk about how you been telling bitches you got racks
Lets talk about how you done lied on every single track
Better yet lets talk about how i be really stating facts
Stick to that niggas a tell it all for a cigarette
Get lesser time in your mind but you still a rat
Come home niggas done put money on your head
No place to go no place to hide you like the walking dead
Her erky ass give me headaches like smoking mid
She playing mind games im doing numbers with the head
I need a thunder buddy i aint talking about ted
And ima treat her ass just like peter do meg
You get it ima dream chaser with the dream work
My awareness on a hundred you gotta stay alert
And i be running shit till my feet hurt
And you cant win shit without teamwork
If you think your man a bitch dont second guess it
Cause its going be to late and you going learn your lesson
Im thankful the real kind i gotta count my blessings
Yall niggas aint on shit and i aint even stressing
I know ya thinking bout time i made a come back
I wasnt just trying to come back im trying to run rap
Yeah i got a retarted bitch and she dumb fat
We be riding round getting money like a f*cking hack
Why you worrying bout me where they do that at
You go down town just to trap worry bout that
Supply and demand scale for the grams
Execute when i come up with plans
Seen your resume and you aint never been the man
You a middle man there a never be a one on one
Real niggas f*ck with me they know where im coming from
Think before you run up or youll get done up
You aint taking my bread im tryna make cold cuts
Roll up or youll get rolled on
I aint gotta call my shooter i told em to hold on
Stand by anyway anyday could be your day
Thats why i gotta live it up they wack you for a pair of js
They kill you for some mary jane boy you better stay in your lane
Cant forget cash money have you looking like mack main
Even on my off day im coming with defense
Niggas book smart and street smart but lack common sense
I can drop thirty coming off the bench
I use to give a f*ck let me stop speaking in past tense
I can drop thirty coming off the bench
I use to give a f*ck let me stop speaking in past tense nigga
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Writer: Gary Harrison
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Performed By: Gamma Feb
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Gary Harrison

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