Freestyle

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
[?] ([?])

[Verse 1]
What would you do if you knew?
What a new man (Man), how to turn a Q into a few grams (Grams)
But the catch is that it jeopardizes new plans (Plans)
And if they catch us they sell us where the screw jams (Slams)
Mummy weren't right, and I never knew dad (Nah)
Money weren't bad, so I had to do bad
What would you do? Run round in loose, rides (Nah)
Scrap that, sundown I move bags
And that, crack, [?]
And that strap, get one in your durag (Blow)
With that cash, I'm just a rude lad
Act flash, get jumped, and it's too bad
I hate just going country, hugging the roads
Now I got man in country, plugging my O's (O's)
Tried to buck me, the snub wouldn't load
Paramedics still tryin' to unbutton your coat
Blood's on the floor
Tried to separate me from my main squeezer
I'm loving the dough
There's nothin' you could say to me (Nothin')
Look, I'm comin' from a 8 for B (8)
So if you owe me, I'm comin' for my paper, please (Yeah)
Don't make a scene, is what they'll say to me (Hah)
But I'll shake a fiend down for my paper [?]

[Chorus: Dubz]
Comin' from the bottom and risin' up
Major, pick the line up, it's poppin' time for breasts, later
Escalator, just accept destination
Who knows next? (Who knows next?)
Comin' from the bottom and risin' up
Major, pick the line up, it's poppin' time for breasts, later
Escalator, just accept destination
Who knows next? (Who knows next?)

[Outro: DJ Big Ryde]
Aight
It's Big Ryde
And yeah Dubz, that was emotional, fam
I'm tellin' you
So hear what I'm sayin', the next one