Fresh

Whew, got dammit I'm fresh, I'm looking good and I'm feeling my best, you know I'm getting to the money nun less keep my foot on they throat boy I'm doing my best,
Whew, got dammit I'm fresh, I'm looking good and I'm feeling my best, you know I'm getting to the money nun less keep my foot on they throat boy I'm doing my best 

Take your girlfriend home it's a light night,
She got eyes for the king you don't treat her right,
Might take her fine ass out and let her blow stacks,
And once she leave wit me boy it ain't no coming back,
Still joog through the city wit my cape on,
I reached back and helped you once why you hating homie,
You ain't never been stamped by the og's,
Or had a shoot out in the hood wit the police,
Might as well come off the tab wit what you owe me,
Whew, got dammit I'm fresh, I'm looking good and I'm feeling my best, you know I'm getting to the money nun less keep my foot on they throat boy I'm doing my best,
Whew, got dammit I'm fresh, I'm looking good and I'm feeling my best, you know I'm getting to the money nun less keep my foot on they throat boy I'm doing my best, 

The dope boys in the city we ain't here to play,
If you broke lil homie just get out the way,
Got a hundred round drum and IT will spray,
It's  like a hungry ass lion eat your whole face,
And don't trap round here get yo own place,
And don't be asking for my funds get your own cake,
You should of knew the play sent his ass the wrong way,
Playing in the hood man it can turn into a long day,
Whew, got dammit I'm fresh, I'm looking good and I'm feeling my best, you know I'm getting to the money nun less keep my foot on they throat boy I'm doing my best,
Whew, got dammit I'm fresh, I'm looking good and I'm feeling my best, you know I'm getting to the money nun less keep my foot on they throat boy I'm doing my best 

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