NEVER TELL FREESTYLE, PT.2

Lyrics

[Chorus] I ain't never been a crash dummy Gave you a put on, what more can you ask from me? Hard to dodge, tryna dodge catastrophe He a shooter with the Glock straight from the factory Federallies always tryna solve a mystery Crippin' hit different when you really know your history It hit so deep, I name my son Raymond Washington That was your friend, he got a fade 'cause he was poppin' it [Verse] Pops did twenty years to the face and you responsible I read his case and almost paid for a conjugal Football numbers, he could've played for the Cardinals Let's see your arsenal Bеtter not ride by this park, or we parking you Lеt's see what I can do Don't cross the line, might as well find you something smart to do Go back and forth with someone else, 'cause I don't argue Who brought this mark through? Give him that belt thing I can't help that I'm from Second with a 12 gauge LGNs might spin that block, making hell raise Let alone a dime, I wouldn't drop a shell case High-top Chuck Taylor with blue shoestrings (High-top Chuck Taylor with blue shoestrings) Don't just snatch one, he's wearing two chains (Two chains, he's wearing two chains) Tell me who made cuh top of the food chain (Food chain) Tuh, free the stitch lip Don't just be spazzin' on homies, go take a field trip Don't even act silly, plus, I got Slap with me Smoke you like moms'll smoke a Newport on the balcon Been getting faded, losing touch with my reality (My reality) I'm sick and tired of those purples in that gallery (In that gallery) When you have an empty back, you get a battery (You get a battery) Can't complain, I'm from the D just like the Flannery's VSOP, I'm feeling decent off the Hennessy All that time they tryna give the reaper really gets to me A Black man is guilty until he's proven innocent Free the General since the set really get militant Anybody can get it, I don't discriminate You play the game for XP, I came to innovate Mamba mentality, hit the court and then facilitate Never seen it done before? Let me demonstrate You hear me? I'm a Dodger with an attitude You hear me? Tell me who your homie matter to Jerzz gave him something that he can't take My enemies taggers, man, all they do is spray paint The Hateful 8 go plate for plate We paper chase and hate the jakes I don't hang with rats or play with snakes Stay down or stay your punk ass away It's Remble [Chorus] I ain't never been a crash dummy Gave you a put on, what more can you ask from me? Hard to dodge, tryna dodge catastrophe He a shooter with the Glock straight from the factory Federallies always tryna solve a mystery Crippin' hit different when you really know your history It hit so deep, I name my son Raymond Washington That was your friend, he got a fade 'cause he was poppin' it