Family First Freestyle 3

Album cover art for "Family First Freestyle 3" by Carns Hill & Dimzy & LD

Carns Hill & Dimzy & LD - Rap, Drill

Family First Freestyle 3

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Duration: 2:14

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Lyrics

[Kenny Powers, LD:] The amount of money I'm gonna be making would hurt your parents' feelings Remember the class where I taught you all how to make it rain? That's what l'm gonna be doing every single night Free my friends every single time (Ayy, ayy!) This is for the illuminati dem man didn't know that were out ere 67! Sixty! (Production!) Gang, gang! [Part 1:] [Verse 1: LD] Nearly got me a next case (Muad!) Had the four and a half show weight and it turned to a fed chase (Muad, Muad!) I ain't gonna stop this grind grind give a fuck what the Met say (You muad!) Bro put stark on road and Danny on streets like Pressplay (Big W!) You can try beef man it don't matter (No!) Get bread then invest in hammers (Ay!) My cannets gonna work like spanners (Ay!) These 44s. Spins don't jam up (Ay Ay!) Anywhere my guys pull up crash, dash suttin got mash up (SKRRT! BAOW!) 44. Spin six live corn leave everyone mash up (Alla dat Alla dat) Got six in my heart (Six in my heart) I was six from the start (Six from the start) Feds can't act prestige like they don't know gang when they know who we are (Bitch!) I ain't see bro in long but I know that he is good then he somewhere far (Bro!) Anywhere you see man park man know deres smoke in the car (Ayy!) Drill a man then it's back to the park (Gang!) [Part 2:] [Verse 2: Dimzy] Jokeman motherfuckers Bang! Free one shot kill they can't stop dem clocks (Free him up, free him up) G Money got guwop like Tesco tills on corner shops Bro put flatted ones on the fours like home skrr and crash it at opps (Skrrt, baow) Big bells and that dots dem bells are biggest coming like Ross Snoop's came home and he's back to the bando (Snoop) Tracksuits, bankrolls and stuff (Trapping) Fuck a loss it's nuttin to us man bring out the Skeng and take all your grub Chasin this money and can't get enough And these feds wanna put me in cuffs When we fuck up this music ting now all these girls wanna call me love Feds tryna do me and put me cuffs I love the street I give my estate hugs I love the beef when the seasons up Coz we fry it down with these things and stuff We don't play no games at all He got ching must have thought man's fools He got smoke when that four-door pause He tried to run but he tripped and fall

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Credits

Writers
  • Dimzy
  • LD