For Free ft. King Ponche Lyrics

I ain't get no sleep

My choppa say it hungry bitch I send it on a feast

I going spin the block, in a car, in a jeep

I going scope it out, for a day, for a week

I just trying to fit the block inside my grabba leaf

Why you trying to beef with me if you geh family

I don't give no fuck your family they going have to miss yo

I rolling round with a glock in my pocket this shit just like a missle

You ain't had it hard, you ain't had it rough

They was playing hopscotch, I was selling dutch

Bitch I came out of that gutta, came out of that cut

I get respect from the west to the east, I will get you touch

All my niggas they been drilling for some codeine

We been serving all that raw raw, yeah that chlorine

Spin the block my choppa sneezing til it nose bleed

I had my lil baby glock when I was fourteen

If you don't have a check for me, don't check for me

I good all by myself, I don't need frenemies

Put my trust up in my glock, that just how it be

Got my finger on the trigger I going let it squeeze

I had it rough I had to get it out the dirt

It wasn't easy but I had to put in work

My youngins crazy quick to put you on a shirt

They be waiting just for me to say the word

You ain't had it hard, you ain't had it rough

They was playing hopscotch, I was selling dutch

Bitch I came out of that gutta, came out of that cut

I get respect from the west to the east, I will get you touch

All my niggas they been drilling for some codeine

We been serving all that raw raw, yeah that chlorine

Spin the block my choppa sneezing til it nose bleed

I had my lil baby glock when I was fourteen

I been hurting now my pockets they geh protein

I been dunking, slamming, scoring like ginóbli

Tell a junkie level up and I see more fiends

Shawty doing cocaína til her nose peel

Catch a opp and crush he skull inside a calabash

You could go and bring whoever, even your mother man

We geh glocks and rocket launchers in deh minivan

When I start to blow this bitch you'll see a taliban

You ain't had it hard, you ain't had it rough

They was playing hopscotch, I was selling dutch

Bitch I came out of that gutta, came out of that cut

I get respect from the west to the east, I will get you touch

All my niggas they been drilling for some codeine

We been serving all that raw raw, yeah that chlorine

Spin the block my choppa sneezing til it nose bleed

I had my lil baby glock when I was fourteen