Feb 29th Freestlye ft. Chad$tar Taylor Lyrics

Got to get it out the mud where I come from Either rap, go to the league, or sell drugs

son Or go to college to work minimum wage

Turn to a slave from student debts I'm tryna get paid, doe

I do this shit for my mother, brother, cousin

If you wanna fuck with me, I'll blast guns, son

I do this shit for my daughter and my brothers in dirt

Talk crazy, get hurt, AZ to New York, you get murdered

If a nigga really bout, I'm with it I stay committed in my New York fitted

Blue Yankee with a slight curved brim, brown wheat Tims

Plaid on me, no square, you know I'm him

Coz I'm that nigga took a break to get my mind back, but I'm back next

And I know that life's a bitch, but I'm a Mack nigga

No, that's facts, nigga She still the apple in my eye just like a Mac nigga

I can't fold like a laptop

No, never that you love me, I love you back You trust me, I'll trust you back

I ain't no regular cat, I am that nigga too

You fuckin' with me, you fuckin' with a real ass dude

Claiming you want that real love, like Mary

I get locked, is it still love? It's scary, never know

Will she stay or she go? Feel like I've been here before

Bro said don't trust them hoes, but that's the way that it go