Mos High Freestyle 2 Lyrics

Niggas be hating

Niggas be snakin

I just cook em up like some bacon

Smoking with Haitians

Smoke that Jamaican

What do you want from me nigga

I just been counting up bankrolls,

And filling up bags with the figures

Step in my session, please don’t bring no swishas

I just smoke leaves,

I smoke on the tree and then scheme

Thinking like how to get to what I need

Niggas be talking

But I just be sipping my tea

Rolling my weed

I drip, and she wet like the sea

I empty the pen, outta ink

I empty the clip, then I leave

Step in the stu, and I cannot repeat

I gotta shoot, bitch I gotta release

I stay spazzing out, when I’m off of the green

My nigga Joe said he back on the scene

Back in this bitch

And I’m rapping again

And I pulled up to slap, all them rappers to with

Stacked with the facts, and the Mac, cause It’s sad how they want my niggas locked back in the pen

Mad cause you whack, and I checked all the stats, I just laugh, and sit back at the crib

All of these people be hating on me but, it ain’t no lacking in here

It’s just some niggas in here

That’s giving em fear

And we so cozy we chill

Feeling the feel

But never to far from the steel

Cause some of these niggas ain’t real

But shit I be spitting is ill

And I’m from a city that’s trill

A city that spill

Blood and the lean, in the Ville

And steady popping the seals

You know what’s the deal