Follow My Moves

Freeway

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    [freeway]
    I was piss poor, water used to leak in my place
    First we struggled then we hustled till the paper got straight
    Copped weight, place got straight then we chopped it up bagged it twelve twelves five eight's
    24/7 on my kane shit, no half steppin'
    For protection kept my weapon always
    We grind hard and we hopin to catch a charge
    2 lawyers, frank minyard on the case
    Spank that then we straight
    I'm a neighbourhood legend, benz waggin with the hatchback
    That was way back before the contract
    My right hand had a red ac legend
    And we stay smokin reefer having marijuana sessions
    We had your bitches gettin high catching contact
    Any problem with you guys nickel nine that
    Bring my hood everywhere i'm at
    I define reppin

    [chorus- freeway]
    We from the bottom now we shining with jewels
    We keep on grinding and we rhyme like we got something to prove
    But don't follow me, follow my moves yung'un
    Don't follow me follow my moves yung'un

    [birdman]
    We from the bottom and we grind with tools
    Make money everyday, candy paint with jewels nigga
    Don't follow me follow my moves yung'un
    Don't follow me follow my moves yung'un

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    [birdman - verse]
    Fresh paint, (?) hundred rags on the harley
    And we grind every day big mansions and ferrari's
    Uptown nigga where it all started
    Big money big guns out the hallways
    Went to hood in something new stuntin everyday
    Blowing purple haze with a hundred cake
    With a hundred b's all stacking cheese ym cmb
    With the louie frames with the curtains back
    In the new phantom stunting like laid back
    Born rich, hood rich, cash money, more shit
    Mob upt, spent a mill on some keys, candy leather seats
    Project life, tatts and fleets
    Hundred mill, it's what we eat

    [chorus]

    [freeway]
    Put up, shut up, y'all niggas run up
    Tag you with the burner for the number 1 stunna
    Y'all niggas never had flows like freezer
    Nigga please you'll never have cheese like baby
    Keys to the phantom not the keys to the mercedes
    Last of the mohicans, i'll be sleeping with the cannon
    I'll wake with it on and quake it on whoever's drawn
    You play with it on, i stay with it on
    Nigga try me, put the cannon to his wig
    If he eating now he creeping bring the cannon to his crib
    No doubt we will go on route
    We move out for the money dummy this is how we live
    This is birdman and philly free
    We are eating getting money off of words man
    Came along way from flipping birds man
    If y'all niggas hatin just let it be

    [chorus]

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    Composición: J. Dutton

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