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