Federal Nightmares Freestyle

How the fuck you gon tell my story

You ain't never read the book

Know what i'm talking bout

I had real fed dreams

Real **** turned rapper, this my story

What you know bout getting followed round fa months praying they don't wake me out my sleep

Scanning my cars for a tracker, how them bitches know it's me

Change my number they still on me, heard they tap the IME

I'm way responsible fa too many, can't let em trick me off the street

I told 1tae clean the shop up, this black van been trailing me

I'm a know how much they know, if they don't stop you wen you leave

I told Keisha check my name fa warrants, everything was clean

If they snatch me money good, i hid in laffy fa a week

Called tedrick i need a consolation, how soon we can meet

He told be up for for 7, all that night i couldn't sleep

I don't know if it's the feds, check my file what you can see

If they had you, they'd ah hit they tryna peep what they can peep

**** thank they know my story, i only show what you can see

She say my family had money what the fuck that gotta do wit me

I been a hustler, ask my mama, better yet go ask the streets

Jesse was raised in church, na he putting **** on they feet

Let's take back to 2013 when i sold my first pee

I bought that Porsche ain't have a note, i stacked a hunnid fifty gee's

Lortabs, smoke, & lean i got addicted to the fiends

Marcus came home like bro them roxy's only thing you need

Me in ryan in a bucket, tryna case the pharmacy

Dropping prescriptions after 5, can't verify the like normally

I'm talking 180 race cars, 4000 cash profit

Wholesaling, calling chris i say we got it then he copping

Im talking real fed dreams, slipped & went to jail for weed

How the fuck i move that fast & let this **** tell on me

First day out, went paid my lawyer fo i got me sumn to eat

How the fuck you rat, then got the nerve to tryna rap beef

I got a team shooters wit me like they fuckin athletes

I switch my lane went got tht dog this ain't no fckin maltese

And i went broke ain't scared to say it but na i'm back on my feet

A real **** turned rapper, yeah my heart in the streets

Bitch

They know that

**** know that

Fuck you talking bout you know me bitch

You don't know me

You don't know my story

You don't know them promises I made to God to make this rap shit take off bitch