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On The Radar Freestyle
FNS.PHILLY
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Man this shit get evil
I done did some shit but God forgive my sins
I know niggas that just live to die
But I've been dying to live
I've been out here cheesing
Can't believe the way I pop my shit
She told me that she cheated
I ain't Jesus can't forgive a bitch
I cheated on my bitch the other week
And she apologized
Real pimp
She always tell the truth
But I be telling lies
She wanna come outside
Just say my name
And you can skip the line
That nigga and his feelings
I took his bitch but she was, never mind
All these broke hoes
That's having kids
But they the deadbeats
Nigga think he tough
He say he blood
But I cut red meat
I told her sit down
She always saying she can't stand me
You still get paychecks
He flexing bread
He made it last week
He rocking fake shit
That shit not real it can't get past me
Don't test my patience
I swear to God it's gon' get nasty
That nigga better stop
I up the glock
That shit go doo-doo-doo
He wanna get involved
We spun his block
It's like a loop-dee-loop
I'm ducking from the laws
I heard a noise
I heard the woop-dee-woop
I came up they in awe
These Gucci drawers
I was rocking fruit-the-loom
Heavy stepper
Man these bottoms red
It's like the blood of Christ
Speak on Rums
Bitch don't say his name
If it ain't nothing nice
Speak on Rums
Then I swear to God
You finna lose your life
Speak on Rums
Bitch I'm pulling up
I'm finna up this pipe
I'm finna up that pole on niggas
Let it go on niggas
Nick he got that Jewish money
He told me keep it kosher nigga
Man fuck the honor roll
Got kicked out of school
I swear my brother told
I ain't even mad at the nigga
I got a heart of gold
Plus I had to leave that shit
And go out get these records sold
I'm sitting in that trap
I'm with the bags
I'm weighing out that coke
That white bitch on my lap
She throw it back
I pass it to my bro
That nigga going out sad
He getting mad
His wife done turned a hoe
I skrt off in that jag
They on my ass
I had to toss that pole
My brother body bagged a nigga
Man he never coming home
FNs we got the Dracos
We let that shit go
My ese he got the pesos
He wanna ship those
Huh, huh
He wanna ship those
Bitch it's big FN
Don't forget the S though
Huh, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch it's big FN
Don't forget the S though
Huh, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch it's big FN
Don't forget the S though