Runts Freestyle

[Intro]
Copa de musica, robbinhoodz
Yo

[Verse]
Remember days he was flyin' down the M way?
A sammy's like a sin
See, I was really tryna get paid
Got me thinkin' shit, wish I never missed leg day
Now, I'm in a fed chase, bucked into a jake, caught a next case
These roads all fucked, but you live and you learn
I can't judge nobody from the P's that they earn
Fans be askin' for the music like "When's the return?"
But I got real life problems, ain't no one's concerned
All these late nights slidin', flyin' up cunch to get rich, straight bangin' on a strip
Got my bro in the can 'cah he dumped out his clip
My nana up in Heaven, so it's lean I'ma sip
So I been through shit
You don't know one bit
Ever since a little yute, I been a troublesome kid, but I still take risk, pure truth that I spit
Introduced to a shank, and I never lacked since
We got big bro slappin' out, big shanks backin' up
Got my bro like storage on the wing
Let me back the ying, I'ma leave him with a ching
We left scenes taped off, man, you know we done our ting
She don't like how I'm livin'
I be in the trap, steady servin' to the kittens
She said I soon be dead or sat up in prison
But you know I got my line, man, you know it keeps dingin'
She hits me in the trap, but she know I'm gettin' paid
Can't catch me on the lack, always step in with my blade
Ask D1 how I fucked up his face
I'm sippin' on yat
Can't lie, I'm on a wave
One time, got it crackin', at the shop, he got dropped
How many opps did dash from the block?
Beef gets hot, shout bro for the dots
Swear down, free Lz, soon home, couple months