LightWork Freestyle

[Chorus]
You don't diss on the dead 'cause you really got love?
So, how you be smokin' on Yellow?
Two of y'all mans died in front of that cafe
We done watched niggas get on y'all ass
Setty, how you run faster than flash?
Free the real opps, DOA doin' bad
When I up my chop, don't lag
Y'all niggas dyin' and goin out sad

[Verse 1]
Somebody tell 'em, "Invest in a grip"
'Cause we gon' keep spinnin' and keep catchin' hits
My niggas really been fiendin' to blitz
If they say I'm not on that, I'ma take a trip
Fuck all the fame, fuck all this rap shit
I'm from Courtlandt where niggas be clappin'
Nigga, what? Who not actin'?
Nigga, ask what I did with this ratchet
Die Y, we chase a Gzz down the block
They had to press me, I was movin' hot
I was lettin' off too much shots
I fell in love with the sound of my Glock
Bussdown face, but don't look at my watch
Once this up, ain't no tellin' me stop, like
I'm 'bout to risk it
They keep on tellin' me "Chill, you're the ticket"
If they try to play, we gon' spin like a fidget
They don't run up 'cause they know when they see me, I'm clickin'

[Chorus]
You don't diss on the dead 'cause you really got love?
So, how you be smokin' on Yellow?
Two of y'all mans died in front of that cafe
We done watched niggas get on y'all ass
Setty, how you run faster than flash?
Free the real opps, DOA doin' bad
When I up my chop, don't lag
Y'all niggas dyin' and goin out sad