Father Figure Freestyle

[Intro]
Yeah
You know how we scomin' already
It's that time again, man
Father figure
Yessir
Yessirski
KOC
GME
KOC
Father figure
Skywalker

[Verse 1]
If they could, they'll kill me in my sleep
Tried to kill a boss, but they don't know how to creep
My dog caught a body, threw the gun in the creek
Killers move in silence, so my dog don't speak
He was on range and he didn't last a week
Taking pictures in my hood, forty minutes from the East
Catch him at the gas station, tank's on E
Burn him with the fire, blue flame on me
Stay with my dog 'cause you know I'm so flee
My dog a PI, but you know we so G
He got caught selling bricks to the pigs
Now them bitches, they provide for his kids
He telling me, "You gotta make it big"
We come from the dirt, so you dig?
Carryon, might slip up with the SIG
It's fucked up when these hoes have your kids
Sometimes you gotta get it how you live
His money good, plus his son got a crib
He ain't tryna gangbang, but you know what it is
We stay G-ed up, homie, keep a glizz
I'm tryna pop, we gon' let this thing fizz
Name hot, switcharoo, free biz
Her name Beth, so I changed it to Liz
Should I take her? All I do is take risks
My life boring, all I do is chase chips
I get bored, all I do is take trips
Trap house, all I do is make nips
Saying GMEK get you flipped
Walk him down, we don't do hit or miss
RIP, yeah, homie, rest in piss
Think he special, so we put him in the VIP
Think he special, so we put him in the VIP
For the cash, body bag, nigga, zip
Body bags, nigga, zip
Poured up my lean, so I sip
Huh, put him in the air, he a blimp
Chasing hundred blues, hundred Crips
Put him on the news, hundred clips

[Interlude]
Damn
They've been spinning that shit all day, my nigga

[Verse 2]
I forgive, but I never forget
My homie died, we still want revenge
We slide, but these niggas never sled
King-sized, so they put 'em to bed
New whip, old whip, yeah, you fled
He got a need for greed, so he sped
This a story you never read
He ain't wanna go to trial, so he plead
Could he beat it? We'll never know, I guess
It's all about the cash and finesse
They caught him with racks on attempt
He pistol toting, gotta represent
Middle finger, gotta stick it to the feds
She tippy-toeing, popping M&Ms
She says it feels better when she blem
You ever told confessions to the rev'?
You ever lied, told confessions to the rev'?
My blood digital, that's why I never bled
I'm booted up, there's one in the head
I'm booted up, there's one in the head
Case federal, my nigga in the feds
He growing out his hair, going dread
Protein shake, gotta take meds
Same metal on the bars on the bed
Same niggas that you with got you next
If you ain't got cash, get respect
Black hoodie, run up in that Nike Tech
Huh, and they speed off in the Lex'
Think my shooter done had sex
I ain't got no muscles, but I flex
I ain't in the gym, but I'm packed
KOC niggas get you whacked

[Outro]
Yeah, that sounds crazy