Freestyle 6

They tried to lie and throw some dirt on my name

I stuck my neck out many times, they tried and reach my chains

Now I’m deep up in the game, I can see that you changed

Little dirty ghetto child, I wasn’t suppose to be king

But the let the cannons loose, niggas drown in goose

It was summertimes

Bitches shaking ass, they was loose, niggas was down ride

Try us any time, we was ready for them guys

We was ready for that war, we didn’t function otherwise

So now I’m old and wise, couple of us died

Couple of us kicked up with a nice big garage,

Others got a job, child support for the mom, he done get even to see the kid, he wonder is it mines?

Look i be getting high, I just think about them times

And look at where I’m going, it’s like my life was blessed by gods

Every single high and every single low, and look it won’t you know, it was needed everytime

Metaphorically, I’m Kobe in his prime

A barrel full of wine, I just stand the rest of time

On my moms, name another other on this grind

I ain’t Chillen till we make it, To my son get passed baton

This the legacy, pardon if they mentioned me

All my dawgs gotta eat, I put on for my pedigree

Shout my enemies, im glad y’all never ended me

Glad I got to see world, it’s time to make some memories