Piñata

I don' t feel okay with you You know what you' ve done but you keep coming back Force it on the weak ones who Keep letting you do what you do I' m your piñata Crack me open like you always do Say you' re only bringing the best out of me But you break

[Verse 1] I keep a chip off in my cell phone Pocket full of stones, smoking on the strong Freddy Kane, Freddy Corleone Marshalltown niggas had a nigga running home I call collect get me a 38, now bitch is on 9 millimeter, Baretta to 40 cal Glock 23 f

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] Nigga, fuck it, 77 Cutlass I move my ass to Cali with my Indiana bucket I need to slap a wet one on the frame, a little rusty They call my shit a scraper in the bay bitches love it And I'm choking on some Cali good Been want

[Intro: Notorious B.I.G.] How's everybody doin tonight? (Alright) Ha ha right? I like that... [squeaking speaker feedback] "Just play our tape, cause.. live for the whole block.. right now" "Cause we get all that.." [Freddie Gibbs:] In

Yeah (where's my money bitch?) Uhh Niggaz ain't gon' shit then get the fuck up off the toilet stool Bent behind my tint as I commence to take these boys to school Don't drive no yellow bus but I got mayonnaise and mustard Bold tires, gold wires on my

[Hook:] They often see what we can't see Wearing a smile You never ever find a frown- [Verse 1: Domo Genesis] You ain't shit if you ain't ever struggled You gotta put in hard work before you flex your muscles I see where niggas fall off tryna perfect