Lyrics

(C Man's Freestyle) You could never understand how I'm really feeling. I don't even know it's like my feelings missing. All these bitches played out, it's like they fiction. I ain't got no morals, keep two bitches kissing. All this money I been getting, you think I'm on a mission. My shooters finger itching & all diamonds glistening. Got snipers on the roof, he seen you in the kitchen. Serve, Serve, Serve, Serve all niggas jiggin. All my hoes petty, they just want attention. I ain't got no feelings, ain't no reminising. But I only text back, if I know I'm hitting. Logo ; red, white, & blue cause we independent. La Familia Gang, yeah. I'm with my nigga. Shawty so damn bad, but you call her Thiller. & that pussy don't matter if you ain't got no skrilla. The way I spit is soo sick, it like salmonella. I don't plead or beg, & youu can't get a sorry. Hoes stay on go & it's like a push to start me. Gotta black bitch, mixed chick, & a white barbie. They wanna shine bright, but they be glitter sparkly. Side nigga of the year, rebound like Charles Barkley. Niggas crown the wrong hoes, call em Steve Harvey. I'm dripping on em baby, yeah I stay saucy. Taking all you niggas bitches & now they salty. These niggas making threats but can nobody harm me. Smoking on the best shit, it comes from my garden. My dope be purp & green, smoking on that Barney. I don't have no fucking team , Bitch I got an army. You guys better watch, my boas punch the clock. & my youngin stay strap, he always gotta Glock. Bluffing all the time, you guys gotta stop. & if I tell my shooter, shoot, then you getting shot