Snoopy Dinero & Stevey Steve | Funk Flex | #Freestyle061

[Verse 1: Snoopy Dinero]
What happens when you caught up in that nonsense?
Start skipping class 'cause knowledge is hard to process
Hearing gunshots while you dreaming about a complex
Only to wake up to his mama's crib in the projects
Looking out that window what he call views
Pistol with extendo what we call tools
Fat disses on Instagram we call news
That water dripping out the faucet what we call jewels
Hit the block with the work tryna get it off
When you building out the bottom they won't get involved
They'd rather pull you from the middle like Jenga
Nonbelievers sit on my middle finger
You think you gotta keep her 'til you lie down
She sendin' kites to the box but you not found
Heard she fuckin' on the low, now your heart getting cold
And want to fill it with hot rounds
It's getting harder to digest
He thought he had the sweetest girl, no Wyclef
What makes it worse is that he down for her body
And his right hand man doing the nine stretch
But I'm honestly not surprised
Talkin' real facts, see the honesty in my eyes
Been down your whole life so obviously you arise
To become that ringleader that all you niggas despise
They don't see the grind, only see success
They don't see the work, only see the checks
My future so bright I can see the vets
Freshman class '18, they gon' see the ex
I love ramen noodles, but I eat steak
Niggas and their fans waiting for release dates
I'm a boss, I ain't walking for no cheesecake
Been that same card in 3 states, we straight
But I'm gonna have to charge
I love a housewife, don't need a Nicki Minaj
I just want that Bentley truck in my garage
But I put D-O-D first, like I'm tryna spell dodge
Yeah, I'm the people's champ
I won't stop 'til my name is what the people chant
Outside store doors making people camp
Droppin' songs in the morning making people rant
Stood down 'til I came up, I'm a different guy
She been with a couple dudes but she feel a different vibe
Six flags with the cars, it's a different ride
Been in a couple water parks but she's a different slide
So wet that I forgot I had the condom on
When they down and out, I'm the one they countin' on
'Cause I make the music that'll get 'em through the day
Bringin' back the color when they feelin' gray
Got love for my brother, I won't ever leave him
His daddy dead and gone, he won't ever see him
It's crazy 'cause that nigga was my father figure
One sets of two brothers, he was my father nigga
And I'll never discredit him
Got a daughter on the way, I hope that it betters him
I want to thank you for the lessons that you taught me
I been grindin' for a minute, think they startin' to smell like coffee, nigga

[Verse 2: Stevey Steve]
Time to make these rappers my son again
I bring 'em that heat before the summer began
I walk on the beat but I be runnin' shit
You know Steve, violate anything for the fun of it
At least there more to it, that I'm givin them all
You know I can't hear the ball, dog, look at the score
This is a body, Flex, please pick up the corpse
Don't talk to me about no less, if it ain't the force
A women stood like a statue, there's nothing sweet in New York
For the green, even bitches is gripping a torch
Your raps slicker than Slick Rick, I'm that kid from the Bronx
Don't got a bunch of chains on, but my cool it gets strong
I'm proving them wrong, tell them haters kill all the jealousy
I'm puttin' in that footwork, I'm buildin' a legacy
Minute for the chicken like I ordered a centerpiece
Best way to deal with your enemies, kill 'em mentally
Got my shit right, yep, I've been nice
I can never put my hand out, I don't hitchhike
Come and find me, better think twice, fuck a fistfight
Shots 'til your eyes roll back, that's an insight
Got to get this paper, let it stack like books
Got to keep it quiet 'cause the feds might look
I had to hit that lick, I had to hit that drugs
Fuck the pigs, I'ma blow this like the big bad wolf
I'm breaking laws and the policies, no one stopping me
No remorse for my rivalries, no apologies
I never copped the plea, set my goals like a soccer team
Mama proud of me, I don't settle for mediocracy
Got to get it, I'm not a gimmick, you've gotta give me mine
Still in the kitchen, I'm just gettin' ready for dinnertime
I've got a lot on my plate, I need a bigger size
I don't celebrate, I just get this cake, I don't get surprise
We're going hard 'til my soul is somewhere up in the sky
Not here to win a prize, I'm starting up an enterprise
Can't complain, I'm gettin' by
Still alive, watching out for them guys who be in disguise
The same ones you be smoking with and be open with
They the ones who turn they back on you, they give you their shoulder quick
When you on the road, they want to knock you like a bowling pin
That's why I go my own road, I got ownership
They ask me how I get this nice, I tell them I was patient
In my bag like a sleeping bag, I was tired of waiting
My observation made me the one like an isolation
Any rapper get stupid with me, it's violation

[Verse 3: Stevey Steve]
How you want to be the man when you bitchin' a lot?
Get to the money, little nigga, put your feelings aside
To keep it real, I ain't feeling your vibe
You better chill like a Ferris wheel, my whole circle willing to ride
Focus killing they pride, the way I'm making that happen
The way that I'm rappin I can tell by the face you reactin'
Puerto Rican with a blow, causin' all the distraction
And I'm potent, I'm floatin', just call me the captain
Had my back to the wall but I'm frontin' now
Had to smarten up, no need to dumb it down
'Cause I don't fuck around, been this guy, booming like a thunder sound
Had to get away from the black cloud, it's sunny now
They like "Steve, why don't you come around?"
To be all the way honest, homie, I've got those who accomplished
I'd rather reach 'em instead of sitting and talking about it
But y'all don't hear me like I'm talking in private
Starin' out of my project window
Thinkin' and plottin' on how I'm gonna count that benzo
In the hood where the short niggas pop extendos
Get in the game you gotta blow, this is not Nintendo
I hope you got the memo, ain't no pity in my city
Lot of Henny in my system, smoking sticky like a hippy
Know they out to get me, tryna blindside me
I'm up so I stay strapped like I'm rock climbing
These niggas cock riding, I don't care about who's in your top five
Who got signed or who gotten out?
The weed I be smokin' loud as a cop siren
I don't do the lean, the liquor got me lopsided
Came up off hot pockets and top rhyming
Yeah, you ain't really leave the hood until you take your moms out of it
Came up off hot pockets and top rhyming
Yeah, you ain't really leave the hood until you take your moms out of it