West Michigan Freestyle ft. Cupid Lyrics

Yeah, I just need to hear it back from the top

I'm like, damn, where my cup at

I'm like, where the drugs at

In a mansion in West Michigan with my favorite bitch,

I'ma hit her up so I can hit again

I got pints of activist chillin' in the kitchen crib

I'm like, damn, I never thought I'd be this rich

It's time to press those

TT got another script, hit him with the rest though

Nigga say he movin' weight, he tryna impress hoes

I'm like, damn, I got a money problem

I be walkin round with a ten ball, I'm just shoppin'

Nigga say he movin' eight balls, yeah, I doubt it

The quietest in the room always gon' be the loudest

I did the same shit, but I ain't say nothin' about it

Now, I pray to God I never meet the lips of a TEC

So I never have to feel the bullets kissin' my flesh

I was born paranoid, I always watch where I step

They ain't think this what I meant when I said I was next

Yea he say he got some money, but I really doubt it

I don't care if that's your girlfriend, dawg, that pussy get rerouted

They like, damn Shaft, when you caught that body

Uhhhhhhhh

Bout a week ago

How could I have ever love the bitch though she a sneaky hoe

Here we go

All my bitches in a Dewey Decimal

Run it up, only cause I know lil shawty flexible

They like, damn, you did her dirty, dawg. I got a ex to go

He about to overdose, like, nah, he got a X to go

Bro tweakin', got him leanin' when he on the stage

Cupid in a scat, yeah, I fuck with bro the long way

I could give a fuck less what kind of pack you smokin' on

When it comes to my hoes, I never throw a Trojan on

I'm a dirty motherfucker, you ain't heard of me, boy

We could pause in GR and pick it up in Detroit

We could slide and make it shake

Why his pupils dilate

Why lil brodie say my name

Woke up, so you feelin' brave, huh