Tiffany Calver Freestyle PT. 2

Big Tom Ford Suit's, meant for a boss We put the in the benz And then we send it to wash My nigga Woo said that's feds up At the end of the block I got it on me right now With no intention to stop Big Ark said chill bro You're spending a lot But the gang can't name one That Fred didn't cop Man I'm about to go hard with no intention To stop, cause if never had pebs Then he sent me his shots Billy comes home, and goes back to the bin I swear it's like jail is Where he actually lives And freedom is just something that He has for a bit It sounds cold but that's how My niggas actually live I used to be the one trapped in the bin Now it's just VS1 trapped in my rings When I was young, I hit the trap with a wish And now I'm grown spitting Facts here with Tiff Now you ain't gotta like me But you have to respect me I didn't want the Rollie So they had to Patek me I stay with gorillas But it's straps that protect me If I'm PG then you have to But if you're a bad bitch then I'm glad that you met me Yo this is my whip no it hasn't been rented Why them niggas still pissed cause We up their bredrins Done a lot of real shit It just hasn't been mentioned Check it I give my little niggas cause I love em lots I swear I've cooked packs in a hundred pots Big dog, but I used to be the underdog We turning up or my Niggas turning something off And we don't want no fake love We don't want no fake hugs Seen too many done Change up they must have had on makeup Them youts come around to my Field with their shavers Then two days later somethings on the papers Big on the face made a mess of the watch Caught an opp on the mains made A mess of his top No, I don't finesse plugs if it Ain't less than a box Cause doing man for half bricks is More stress than it costs Yo we used to get the and Take the sex to the block Now I'm in the Shard having sex at the top Shout my young nigga LD cause He's next on the block Just give it a sec and you'll Be blessed with a lot When I up my man I left him to When I run in my mans trap I left with a box When my my man pulled up i'm Like "Is this brudda lost?" So we opened his car door And left with his watch It could be them or us, it Could be us or them Them niggas changed on me so I just trust my Yo, them niggas know Fred man I Got drip like a shower I started this shit here From whipping for hours Yeah your niggas say they're greazy But my niggas are fouler On tour with a and Tiffany Calver And way before rap yo I was fending for me Yeah I bought all of my no They weren't lending to me I just left the doctors he Said I got spending disease Side-effects is people thinking all My Fendis for free Stay away from the shops, or You'll never get better I was young all alone and I never got letters It was raining and cold when he Got left in a stretcher But that's cause my bros are Down whatever the weather No I won't come back, don't Be begging me back Only thing I like people begging Me for is packs Yeah my dad ain't been around Now he's begging for racks? So when I see this nigga out Imma give him a slap