KIRA (City Voices Freestyle) Lyrics

Yo boy almost didn't fight his case for that plea deal

I don't know shit y'all just tell me keep this shit real

Pops he an OG gave y'all game it's been sealed

Nigga always with me in his spirit I got real shield

Boy you don't really know me fuck you and yo damn niggas

As a jit I was in the streets with Pops and real killers

I can get you gone today niggas will really come kill ya

Niggas wanna show me love now bitch I don't feel ya

Money into stocks and trade run it up like Elon Musk

Tell from the smell when I pull up you ain't got no runts

I got hella gas for black and whites this that real skunk

Yeah this pack taste great again call it OG Trump

Nobody want no smoke from who, yeah you must be kidding

Give 'em two more years and watch these niggas end up quitting

Niggas ain't solid switching up so much like Ben10

Shout out to my camera man Ben keep that shit ten

Say you spinning blocks not my block bitch spin again

In this rap game to make money really fuck a friend

Niggas owe my Pops money still they went M.I.A.

See 'em in the function they can't stand to look my fucking way

I would trade spots with my Pops take that any day

Let him see the real so he can kill you he won't hesitate

I got him by my side so I don't pick and choose no sides

Most these niggas terrified I know they see me verified

Where these niggas at, know they love to hide

Niggas at they granny crib keep yo ass inside

Niggas say they shooting shit but posted at the Y

Damn I wonder why, cause your boy life a lie

Niggas getting left behind cause they won't make it right

Thinking this is competition, really out y'alls minds

Fuck the competition

You niggas need to stop hating and really pay attention, now listen