.50 Cal - Frosty (Freestyle) Lyrics

Pop 4 Xans you can't tell me shit
I pull up wit the Draco, the skies get lit
I can't do nothing for a fake
Get all the money with a damn rake
I gotta grind to get my pay
Always working, slay all day
You know that we never play
I take my place and never stray
Always in the clouds you can't pull me down
I'm always around while you're a damn clown
I pull up, shoot you in your own town
You try to pull up well you down
Yeah, .50 Cal I'm always balling
Yeah I'm .50 Cal, never falling
Yeah, I'm .50 Cal, always in the game
I'm .50 Cal I really don't mess with lames
Always running around with 100 on my head
Always run around, gunning until you're dead
You know that I never get left on read
But you are only talked to by the Feds
Call this weak well you have no room to speak
I pull up with the Draco you dead meat
I'll eat you up like a snack
You can't really avoid the facts
I'm stronger than you I surpass you
When I pull up you don't know what to do
Eating all the money, like they're lays
You know that bitch never stop to play
They try to kill me every day
But they ain't gonna get 20,000 dollars because I'm always here to slay
You know that this career is gonna take off and fly
But you gonna be stuck in the ground, and you gonna die
You try to stop me I pull up on your squad they be down
You try to pull up well you just a clown
Get back in the gutter Pennywise you can't start to frown
Yo bars ain't sick yo flows be lame
You in Sicko Mode well I can't be tamed
How you gonna pull up when you just a fake
Ima pull up on you shoot yo ass with the flank
My whole squad pull up we never stop winning
We never really have to listen to your opinion, yuh