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Correct War Freestyle Lyrics
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[Intro] Yo Wardot C-A-P-O Call me C-A-P-O Huh? Yo [Verse] Huh? Drug seller A whole cocktail of drugs in the drug cellar 500 grams what the drug measure Drought time, I'm a drug stretcher And see, more time, I only fuck with decent white Must be the reason why I'm rolling through the streets at night And if you know me then you know this ain't a recent grind To gain peace of mind, hands, I need Ps of mine Had grands from before, plans overshore Strap bangs over raw, sometimes over press Six bills on a home, if the food's over-pressed If you're gonna face shot, try stand over chest Had food in the drought, got food in the current Put down a couple thou', it was all out of nothing Sex weren't paying bills so I limited the loving Copping all the bails to add a limit on your cupboard Food peng, looking like a bag of money I'm talking way back before I even had a honey I got my first grub, my darg had to bag it for me Now I'ma cop something, that should have the rabbits on me I'm talking bare carats, I ain't tryna hear faggots I might as well fuck the world, shit, you know it's bare backwards Get attention with the gun talk Piere couple views and try and turn commercial, I notice bare rappers I ain't working nine-to-fives so this grind matter I blow my own horn, I know I'm a sublime rapper White trapper, violate? I'm bringing out the night clapper Never been a bitch boy, I ain't into guy chatter 'Cause late nights, we were running from the jakes Out late, tryna stack a little penny for the flake And a nice chain, I might cop a desi with the change Or Roley with a diamond bezel on the frame If I hear out my name, I might air out your frame (Boom) Liff him with the birds, I ain't chilling with these nerds Like I can't get a Smith & on the curb Get it popping off with words Money be a curse but I still take Every single penny in the safe Mean money in face, money in my radius He ain't even know he spend money on a brainless Rather spend money on my trainers, raving with a stainless Make a pussy famous, chest wounds, back wounds Talking crud, now he's getting carried to the back rooms Passing out, round all my dargs and we're bussing out I dance with the devil They saw the pound signs when they glanced at a pebble For everybody trapping like there ain't nuttin' better Boshing up the work like there ain't nuttin' penger Talking 'bout trapping like there's only one strip Whole load of straps but there's only one clip Fast money, treating all my losses like a lesson And after all that, I ain't living like a peasant Old school pedal bike, grinding on the Crescent Instrumental in my ear means I'll be rapping like a present Grinding in my car if you wan' talk about the present Don't cuss or quiet, man'll hit you with the desert Living in a town where it's hard to achieve Getting into madness, I wear my heart on my sleeve Drowning in my thoughts, I ain't sparking no cheese Bally on my face, see me spark it and breeze [Outro] Call me C-A-P-O Call me C-A-P-O C-A-P-O Capo
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