Anderson .Paak Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #064

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[Verse: Anderson .Paak, Justin Credible & DJ SourMilk] You never know 'til you finally go there Momma told me dream big like my fo'head My wig pushed back, ten racks to get repaired Well I guess I'm fuckin' bitches in knitted caps again Skipped the baggage claim, went straight to Rodeo Fashion Week in Paris, never left the hotel Braggin' on my swag, I rather let these hoes tell And they wonder when I'll stop it, your guess is good as mine, man Drip on faucet like I came from the Oscars Tell Chris Stampd I need more winter time options I came in and got love from the authors You came in and got hit with foreign objects Brick and wool on my noggin but I remember the time when Back when ain't nobody love us, back when everybody fronted We was prayin' for some bad weather, keep our pockets flooded This is way before the hurricane but we could see it comin' How much for a brick if I flip? Lately I been wonderin' Go to hell or get a job? Fuck you niggas buggin' I was meant to beat the odds, somethin' out of nothin' You afraid to take a loss, I lost my older brother Sister, father, auntie, cousin, I got nothin' left but y'all Hockin' rubies from the jaw it's just another jewel bitch Now I got the sauce, okay now I got the juice, hey, hey I repped the 'Nard, even when you never knew it My first release party, twelve niggas came through it First I got a lawyer, moved momma to Georgia Copped my sis a Honda, talk about spoiled If I can't get radio I'm snatchin' up the products Apple, Google, Amazon, Spoti- Shouts out to Justin, shouts out to Sour If I go commercial they gon' run me every hour (Every hour) Okay, you gon' run me every hour? (Every hour) Okay, you gon' run me every hour? (Facts) First I had my heart broke, then I had my heart meant Then I had a heart to heart with my conscious Rest in peace to Mac, wish you was alive still And if we get to meet I'ma roll you up some ganja I'ma roll you up some ganja I 'preciate it man, look That XXL freestyle was kinda ass So I couldn't hit the Leakers without spittin' straight gas And I'm on a warpath and I brought my team back Shout out to Aftermath, 12 Tone and Free Nash
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