Ronde - peppas freestyle Lyrics

Ayo
My God ended all my beefs with a kel tech
Yall niggas acting like the plug but never mailed shit
My niggas kept it wrapped tight, vacuum sealed it
Never revealed it and plus the k9s cant smell it
Word to FlyGod brodie steady spittin real shit
Its only right i take it in stride and show em i kill shit
Could take the dinner wit Hovito cause i'll be still rich
But imma need that half a mill, its something like a meal ticket

A long way i came, remember hope for brighter days
Man it was dark as f*ck i needed tools to light the way
I cant depend on luck so i put all factors in frame
And had to find a way to win without going insane
The ups and downs had a nigga feeling six flaggy
Still kept my stride up i couldn't get laggy
Shawty like the way i carry it, she sent the addy
Then i pulled up and killed it, ended up in a paddy

I come thru for the business then get bacc to business
When its time for the drilling i cant leave a witness
Gotta flex a little muscle, gotta show the fitness
Show em that a nigga ill yeah he got the sickness
Im on another level yeah the boi prestigious
Too viscious
Could put you in the cloud with nimbus
If you kickin
That lame shit i aint feelin
Do some shit to make your cuts worse
Like squirting citrus

Im coming, hard lemon juice and razor blades
Ninas and a hand grenade
The choppa sing a serenade
Unafraid
Nah we ain't smooth, all edges frayed
God couldn't save you from the smoke
But still i hope you prayed nigga
Cause i got goons coming thru troublesome
Drumming like brr um pum pum
You duccin when the thunder come
Rondé feeling like the God yall can't fucc wit em
And im just getting started so its looking like you stucc wit em
Really

A reason for my rhymes but its no rhyme or reason
For how i do an instrumental handing out beatings
I do this all year i dont care about the season
These niggas hating on it but i told em eat my semen
Nasty, im a heathen
An ain't shit nigga and a downright demon
Too many others move wrong thinking they a heman
Until them shots cut your lifeline, turn a nigga to a freeman
Uh

I rip and i rhyme yeah i rhyme and i rip
Put my name on all top five
Your favorite rapper sixth
Im the coldest doing it im on some Dylan shit
And i promise this is not a game or act, its not a skit
I grind for the family so i could never quit
Gotta play my cards right before the table get flipped
I seen plenty fold couldn't follow with the script
Then try to place the blame elsewhere like nigga get a grip
Talk slicc and get ya lip bust
Me and mine from a different cloth, you couldn't mint us
Flooding yall wit hot shit so how you gone forget us
Like tell me how?
Could've Lebron flopped but i And1 your petty foul
Man i cant stoop to yall level cause yall got petty style
So i just trudge thru heavy weather like a snow plow nigga
You know i got a family to hold down
Gotta get the bread so i can't slow down

Since a youngin i was thinking profound
Tryna find a way to be better that's what im on now
Came a long way from Lynwood it's such a cold town
Wright road made me, gone but, still reppin the old town
I was doing dance battles in the bungalows
Then give my boi the drop to break into the bungalows
Stacced a couple just to reach the top, tippy toes
Then we had to watch em all fall like dominoes