Risk - RISK FREESTYLE Lyrics

F*ck all the talk can't talk when I pulled up still got the line no tan

Bros got heat grows and fans im shorting that grade trying to make that plan
Profit I got top topic I can go high like rocket and drop it in dam
Grind for the fam pups copping a can ain't popping I'm robbing I'm dotting it's sad

Trapping a pack I ain't bothered it's mad
Since I was born man it bothered my dad
I'm never sad when I'm sobbing in cash try grab it then grab him no stopping my hand

Pigs on my back never dropping my plan still got ten grand why the thots holla man
I'm trying to be a real boss and a man
Trying to see dosh not a box or a can

Trying to see bandz and my people right need fans and I stand with the evil type
See some sence never keybored hype
Everyone drills but the people lie
Seen a man killed I got chills inside
Days in the dark in the fields at night
Shot that late really bait that time I see that cake going to make that mine

Said I got ps trying to make me dimes they know I can't change like a brain on spice
Never bored planes I remain so high can't splash on a chain when you trap on the sly
Trying to hit licks and I trap on a bike
You ain't done shit when you cap it's a lie
Talk about bricks never grab no nines I chop that grub on the kitchen side

Bally on my face when I grip that tight
I might pounce then we fist that fight
Hit blood drips then I'm nicked and swiped I'm stuck in a cell better dim them lights
Quit never quit never been that type
I got the wave come and tick that tide
Go take a seat on the victim side

I'm about ps and I live this life
If I'm outnumbered I grip that knife
Two face guys allways switching sides
Die quick quick I'm equipped get skied
Still get nicked for the big boy crimes my strip got nits how I live so nice
Watch for the cids when I run not shy I swear I went skits when I ran that dry
When I ran that down

I'm trying to get shots no rounds
Shot that dot that and stack them pounds
Cop that chop that and bust that down
F*ck with the cops in a box I'm proud
Snitch real bitch got the kitchen found
Now man are switching and pitching ouch my bro got lifted
Now feds better free my pal

I'm stuck with the Feds got stopped Feds come to the door going to smell that smell
Balls them packs in whip got tipped off
That we got weed and sell
Coke in a bag in the back that's quick gwop never got ripped of and time will tell
Late night trapping it kicked off head got ripped off smash man about then bounce

Smash man about no doubts two sides there like I flipped that pound
Let that spill with the juice on clouds got juice come row in the mix in hell
Now right now never click then bow
Kay got gassed when he dicked out mel
Dad got stabbed but he still can't melt
One got stabbed in the neck then fell

Kick to the door when I kick that down
Left in the sea I got grief inbound
Trying to see shore want to tour my sound
Still got beef in the deepest town
How I got shit when I Pree myself
Never went school going to be myself
Late night trap when I re myself I'm back move stealth with the weed like kelp

Still got stacks in a bag no bells
GG print want to see some wealth
LV pattern will pattern up girls I'm still in the game trying to pattern that crown

I'm a real boss and a king bow down
See me and sit need a Bill no clout
Mills in the bank want a mill myself they claim there cold going to watch ice melt

Three times when I robbed my man can't do shit would of chopped that trought
F*ck your bitch better lock that mouth got Feds on my back when the copters out
I'm about ps not a topless girl
Still need a queen not a ponce like chow
Me I like fiends when the brick phones loud I can't get enough my additions foul