Perkys Calling Freestyle

Ay, I'm back on that '07 shit, you hear me? I think I'm the only nigga that can turn opps to fans, you hear me? Free Nine Me and Nuski swagged up in Grad school (Let's Get It) Remember when the homicide grabbed you? Boogieman had the trap like a drive thru (Gang!) The coke was goin' quick like it's fast food Booka told me D-Rose lost his 9-1 Appeal money for them killers when that time come (Let's Get It) Sneak dissin' what these goofy niggas dyin' from (Grrdah!) One call, I make my TVL slide up (Gang!) I pressed 1JB 'cause Zoo was callin' (Zoo was calling) I pressed 7 'cause these goofy's callin' (Goofy's calling) (Let's get it) I fucked yo' bitch and took her Louis shoppin' (Ain't nun) I fucked yo' bitch and took her Louis shoppin' I beat my case, I keep my pistol on me This nigga supposed been my mans, but he was snitching on me And every time he came around I was grippin' on it Like fuck yo' life, I won't think twice and I'll blick you, homie We'll turn yo' IG to a obituary I took a couple of yo' homies to a cemetery And you kno' we did it, you ain't did nun DeDe in that jam and he ain't said nun Can't name a fuckin' nigga that I ran from Jus' made sixty-thousand off of Samsung Just put a couple bodies on my damn gun And we carry Draco's like they handguns Bitches wanna be glo', wanna be famous Cum inside her mouth, I make her taste dick Them skinny bitches whine, I make 'em take dick Might fuck her in her butt, so she can stay thick I lost my niggas to this shit that's why I'm solo, homie Uptown Miami hood and I was dolo, homie These streets will pull back and forth like a yo-yo homie Like we ain't kill yo' mans and I don't know yo' homie I can hear Nuski callin' I can hear Yuyu callin' (Chino) I can hear LA callin' Yeah, I can hear Pluto callin' I can hear Iris callin' I can hear J-Money callin' Yeah, I can hear O' callin' Yeah, I can hear Moe callin' I was staying in Chicago 'cause I had to Probation for my pistol, it was bad news All these niggas tried to diss me 'cause they had to Even if I was with my kids, know I had to I got better vibes, I got better thoughts Like shoutout to them killers who was never caught Niggas screaming "gang gang", yeah, they hella soft I seen that shit happen, that's a gimmick nigga (Fraud) A hundred for my jewelry, for my image nigga In the field with my killers playing scrimmage Nigga That Timmy Turner wasn't nun to my Timmy, nigga Tim-Tim kept a fifty in the city, nigga Niggas opps to me I used to hang with (Bitch) Now they want me dead on some fame shit (Bitch) Or they want some peace but that's the same shit And they call 'em people that's the same shit