32 Bars Freestyle

[Intro: Boldy James]
Where we at with it?
Blockworks
Detroit Live
32 bars
Let's get it

[Verse 1: Boldy James]
All these niggas square-dancing and they bitches just some lamertons
It ain't really shit to catch you dangling
Turn that choke chain to a noose, got him strangling
Last time was blue, but we heard they popped your chain again
Turned that shooter to a coupe, now I'm in that 'cedes-Benz
Off the scooter and a few, vibing with your lady-friend
Shot my bloopers out to Gary home of Gangster Gibbs
Fiend came short on eighty beans, had to break his ribs
To late to turn back now, a nigga can't rеnege
Your bitch ain't evеn bad enough for me to take a lift
Remember facing murder one, they couldn't trace the strig
Feeling like a nigga jig was up but Dutchie ate the bid
I heard him tell his life story, I been raising kids
Reason they don't feel Boldy's cause they can't relate to his
I pulled up with a five-forty to your favorite spig
Two-fifty-two on my scaley, we be shakin' pigs
Quiet night, ancient riz, I ride with dracs and cigs
I ain't forget about that shit, some beef you can't forgive
Been fighting demons in my sleep so I been taking meds
Can't find no purple for the cheap so I been drinking red
On my cold plate cutting corners with the razors edge
I put my foot in all the work they tryna take the cred'
I crack that white over the eyelid like I'm breaking eggs
They'll never catch me in the spot or 'round no fake celebs
Them niggas ain't breaking bread must be faking dead
Loco say that he want all the Percs I bought an eighth of reg'
Sold a half a mil' of yankee caught a play with Quebs
Hood hella scurvy so the 'burbs where I lay my head
Keep a wood and a thirty for the special ed'
Double bunk casket we'll help a nigga make his bed
Third page, daily news, what the paper read?
Shit that could happen to niggas who cooperate with FEDs