ILoveMakonnen - Dead Prez Freestyle Lyrics

I'm still counting dead prez Even tho my homies dead I'm still counting dead prez I'm still counting dead prez Even though my homies dead I'm still getting to the bread I'm Still counting dead prez I'm still counting dead prez Even tho my homies dead I'm Still counting dead prez I'm still counting dead prez Yeah I'm getting to the bread Hit the bloc with lil ant And I would wait for Quez I can't believe That my lil homies is dead Now I wait on Stan With the master plan He still got the white But it getting hard to handle Man these niggas telling Every muthaf*cking weekend I can't even speak it Like what the f*ck I'm tweaking On the f*cking white too The way the f*ck it went around Feel like a blizzard f*cked around And took over my whole town Damn Ms. Gina done said it That all these kids f*cked around And got posted on reddit With these guns Having fun Tryna count these f*cking funds Be silly out here looking like a nun 'Cus they stay off in the church with the black Looking dead I done f*cking left the blue thang for the red I done f*cking left the red Thangs for the gold I don't try to be too hot 'Cus the game is so cold I'm still counting dead prez Even though my homies dead F*cked around And I ain't got no where to be fed Had so many dogs Buried them in the back Now my muthaf*cking auntie Had a muthaf*cking heart attack Shit done f*cking scared me Shit is getting scary Niggas out here looking Like some muthaf*cking fairies I'm just feeling fair g They way I'm f*cking dipping On the lsd I'm tripping I'm still counting dead prez Even tho my homies dead I'm still counting dead prez I'm still counting dead prez Even though my homies dead I'm still getting to the bread I'm Still counting dead prez I'm still counting dead prez Even though my homies dead I'm Still counting dead prez I'm still counting dead prez Yeah I'm getting to the bread Don't let this paper ever Go to my head Think about my OGs And what they said Looking at the old Text messages on read Damn So many words I wish I said Uh shit be getting sadder Niggas out here Dying from they bladder Kidney failure Every other f*cking person I'm like damn Snatching purses Aye cus u know I need my paper F*ck about a hater I be out here like a skater Out there on the burnside Doing kick flips And I make that shit flip So so quick Feel like DJ Quik With the Sugafree on me Bitches f*cking love me And they treat me like they homie I could f*cking stay at they house Like its Airbnb Watching tv F*ck around I'm watching me Damn I think about my little Homie juice I was he was still here 'Cus that man had the juice And my lil homie peep He wouldn't say a peep About the shit we doing 'Cus he know not to speak bout these muthaf*cking frauds 'Cus we keep it too real I done f*cked around and should've Closed so many f*cking deals But my heart was too real So I had to step back Rip to my young nigga Mac I'm still counting dead prez Even tho my homies dead I'm still counting dead prez I'm still counting dead prez Even tho my homies dead I'm still getting to the bread I'm Still counting dead prez I'm still counting dead prez Even tho my homies dead I'm Still counting dead prez I'm still counting dead prez Yeah I'm getting to the bread I'm still getting to bread Even tho my homie dead I'm still counting dead prez This money ain't ever really going to my head