Desert Eagle (feat. Gyyps)

Mama, I think they comin' for my freedom

They wanna gun me, desert eagle

A bunch of egos, I don't feed 'em

Know they gon' love me, then they leave him

I was playin' on a C-note

And make my baby bend down real low

Look at my sneakers, swear they real though

In NYC puffin' illegal, yeah

You startin' drama, I'm like

Bitch, give me this, another bitch give me that

I got some problems with myself, I put that shit on the bench

Boy, is you cryin' for some help? You better go and attack

You see them tuggin' on your belt, you put yourself on the map

Think I need Jesus

Think that I need him, I know that I need him

I pray on my knees, yeah

It's cold, it's freezin'

Cold as a freezer, I came in this world, I don't know how I'm leavin'

I don't believe 'em

Fuck the whole system, I pick up the pieces and come off a dreamer

I don't believe ya

I never need 'em, the world that I see, I'm surprised I'm still breathin'

I think they comin' for my freedom

I think they comin' for my freedom

Pull up, key in, start

Bitch, Canoga park

That's that shit out the two car garage

Check off the list, now I hit the menage

Never lookin' back on a bitch and that's that

I could do laps around underground rappers

With double cups stacked, you can take a step back

If you feelin' like shit, go work the night shift

First things first, I've been up all night

Dip and reverse, brown piece on my side

Cook up the hearse but I'd rather not die

Pull up to shows with my homies for life

Needin' my shorty to drive, you feelin' alright?

We eat at La Tequiza for beans and the rice

Live every night

Aye true, Fel, can I ask a question?

Yeah, ask all the questions you want, bro

Just know I don't have all the answers

Aye, yo, whats the message?

All of these kids, I'm too old for this shit

Think they all got it backwards

Yo, what you been planning?

Build a militia and fuck with the system, lets get at these bastards

Aye, let me get at this, I only used to do ad-libs

Don't let me fade in the blackness

I think they comin' for my freedom

They wanna gun me, desert eagle

A bunch of egos, I don't feed 'em

Know they gon' love me, then they leave him

Damn side dime bag, call me young Darryl

Runnin' over squirrels in a Pontiac Fiero

Rob another life, I'ma dance like DeNiro

I could jock a side bag, I'm a fuckin' weirdo

Sell a couple Vyvanse, library hero

Visa Visa master, that's a kappa kappa kilo

Free the caliphate in California through an eagle

Never leavin' either, even if it's just a guiro

Blessed it up

Motherfuckin' spliff to my motherfuckin' dome

Penicillin scripts, I got somethin' in my throat

Callin' on my phone, only pick up for my mom

That's a bomb, call the bomb squad

Life is bigger than the shit up on your iPhone

Fuck a signal, losing tension like a blind spot

I'ma slip until the slippers made of nylon

I'm smoking lala

I feel like lately I can't take the pain

I'm praying patiently for better days, aye

Know these relationships gon' fade away

So I'll keep waiting on a brighter day

Don't take away all my freedom