For The Critics

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Freddy Keys

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Too many snakes trying to cause me harm seen it in my sleep when I slept
Too many broads claiming it's all love I'ma keep them to the left
Talk to the lord everyday I'm breathing hope he directing my steps
Swiper no swiping yeah I'm at attention boy I done seen when you crept
They ain't understanding this shit I'm giving they can't go to these depths
All this talk with fake motherfuckers at this point i'ma talk to myself
Niggas talking petty beefs' with these niggas holmes we all about wealth
Can't be talking that shit around me I don't want no more stress
So let these niggas talk they bullshit
While we in the jet not the cockpit
They say it's real shit I say it's common sense
Guess I'm the painting all these niggas prints
You could bite the style it'll never crimp
Use to f*ck wit Gladys had too many pips
Trying to talk about it while I'm on a trip
Like Vegas nigga I'm about the chips
Killing all these flows i'ma let it rip
Higher then these niggas like a fucking blimp
Gorilla up on buddy he a monkey chimp
She call me big Fred i'ma take the hint
Dusting flows off with a little lint
Send the shit back I ain't let it rinse
This the pre credits to us getting rich
Tired of cover four this the full blitz
Lil nigga
Shit and this one's for the critics
We going to show them how we do this shit
Show them what it really is
I'ma talk wealth and health
I'ma talk money myself
I'ma talk the cards I'm dealt
Bad hands good plans let the steppers take steps
These niggas mad I left
I'ma take off this belt
I don't need no more prep
Flows hot and ready call Lil Caesar himself
Real genius at it need no fanatics
When It come to women I don't use tactics
I'm a real nigga I don't need backing
If he hating on me I don't even track it
If he sending codes I don't even crack em
I'ma run the numbers good at mathematics
Full blitz on em I'm all attacking
Only catching up if he get to hacking
Now look, I'm about to go for the sweep
I'ma just sip my tea
On beats i'ma drop a lot of heat have your granddaddy in the crib slapping his knee
Don't compare where you cannot compete
Mere talk ain't shit that's cheap
On my shit I'm like ten years deep
No don't give a f*ck you wanna come find me

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