Weston Rd. Freestyle

[Verse]
I been quiet, been sellin' that 'caine
I got time, so it's time to play
All these rappers better know their place
I got Glocks and I got K's
Don't get too close or it's one to the face
I'm lettin' it spray, bullets got no name
Opps look hard for the camera
Reality, man get check, them man there waste
Fuug just touch off of ten to the five
It's back, little bro, we ain't playing no games
Anyone diss Swag get flied like planes
After you die, I'm gone to the A
Mans shout out the ends, never put on
I'm not salty, I'm just saying
5PG, don't forget that name
We runnin' the ends, Weston Roads where we bang
Can't shout out the hood without mentioning gang
That's type of shit that will get niggas paged
We stick to the code if you know what I'm saying
Got this shit out the mud, used to trap in the rain
What you know about shootouts and putting in pain?
And doing your time, time on the range
You could ask Sha, Gizzle, Whoa, Gilla, Winnie, you could ask Flav
You could ask Bags, Fuug, Stinga, M.I, Homes, you could ask Rain
You were never kicking no doors
Waving the fours, hitting a hundred-band stains
You ain't never shot no guns or spin no blocks, so why you talk so greezy?
If mans act sick, I call up Bread, P. Gizzle, and Weezy
I'm with the killers, don't do it for clout
These other rappers just do it for TV
Free all my hitter that's locked doing time
Some got life, some stuck in the peezy
So whether in jail, on road, opps can't walk 'round freely
Head tap man, then call up Pup, then fly out neatly
I'm sending shots from way back here
Somebody died, but I wasn't there
Just know that killers around me this year
Lift up your soul, I see death in the air
There ain't no demon, no devil I fear
I live in the 6ix, the devils is here
He wasn't that lucky, was he?
Tings got mucky and mans got duppied
It could get ugly, trust me
Dare anyone wanna step try to touch me
Now he in forensics
Pull up on him with the chopper, just me and Damestic
Starting five, never play for the benches
Got to shoot when you come from the trenches
I know all the killers from Jane
And you know that my niggas run Weston