38 - Plugged In Freestyle
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{Intro}
Cmon you already know
I'm with Fumez the engineer and I'm Plugged in
Wooh
These bullets don't discriminate
So it's fuck this fame I'm out till I'm late
Get to the bag, there ain't no stumbling
I'm still the same nigga there ain't no troubling
Don't put your love in the streets
You'll get your feelings hurt
So put your trust in heat before you get burst
Not rehearsed
I'm still cursed
From the diamonds and dirt to the merc yeah yeah
From rags to riches
That nigga wanna be me
I see him on the TV
He's mad I did it
Now I can be me and work likе RiRi
Life could've been way harder
Shе got me charged up
Man I always kept it one hunna
Thinking bout them days I was a youngster
Now I'm just a pop star
But Imma soon be a Godstar
Playing with my money you get hurt
My nigga smoking on gelato by the curb
Made me a milly then I skrrr
And I can show you that I came up before this nerd
All these machines bro, yeah its our time
And with these McQueens darg, she's out all night
I ain't gonna lie, he made a pinky off of lies
I just want my time, these niggas really wanna die
He's real shy with his glizzy
He got murked, I'm so high man I'm litty
She got percs, I ain't gotta stop till I bleed
Fuck her till she sneeze
She call 38 for the lean
I got loud for the tex, send a text
Shout my nigga Fumez cos he's up next
{Instrumental 2}
You can make a million with this mindset
Sipping hi-tech yeah we the flyest
And you can make it out the city by writing
Bitch I'm tryin my demons be rising
Now she wanna know me more designer drip is that Dior
From my bottom of my heart Lacaag's clicking I want more
We take that money to the hood and then we double it up
We hit a lick then we move then we split it with us
I ain't lookin down at you but I'm on the plain jane still screaming fuck this fame
Rise up the tool and it bang, I'm still posted up with this gang
Free all my dargs, nigga
Straight from da mud, sinner
My niggas up, winners
I said, swallow my naad dhilo
Broad daylight, bitch I'm schleening
Loads of tracks leaking
Like your bitch eat my semen
How could you hate for no reason
I said, how can you hate for no reason, yeah yeah
Free all my dargs, nigga
Straight from da mud, sinner
My niggas up, winners
I said, swallow my naad dhilo
You can make a million with this mindset
Sippin hi-tech yeah we da flyest
And you can make it out the city by writing
Bitch I'm tryin my demons be rising
Now she wanna know me more designer drip is that Dior
From my bottom of my heart Lacaag's clicking I want more
We take that money to the hood and then we double it up
We hit a lick then we move then we split it with us
Fumez The Engineer
{Intro}
Cmon you already know
I'm with Fumez the engineer and I'm Plugged in
Wooh
These bullets don't discriminate
So it's fuck this fame I'm out till I'm late
Get to the bag, there ain't no stumbling
I'm still the same nigga there ain't no troubling
Don't put your love in the streets
You'll get your feelings hurt
So put your trust in heat before you get burst
Not rehearsed
I'm still cursed
From the diamonds and dirt to the merc yeah yeah
From rags to riches
That nigga wanna be me
I see him on the TV
He's mad I did it
Now I can be me and work likе RiRi
Life could've been way harder
Shе got me charged up
Man I always kept it one hunna
Thinking bout them days I was a youngster
Now I'm just a pop star
But Imma soon be a Godstar
Playing with my money you get hurt
My nigga smoking on gelato by the curb
Made me a milly then I skrrr
And I can show you that I came up before this nerd
All these machines bro, yeah its our time
And with these McQueens darg, she's out all night
I ain't gonna lie, he made a pinky off of lies
I just want my time, these niggas really wanna die
He's real shy with his glizzy
He got murked, I'm so high man I'm litty
She got percs, I ain't gotta stop till I bleed
Fuck her till she sneeze
She call 38 for the lean
I got loud for the tex, send a text
Shout my nigga Fumez cos he's up next
{Instrumental 2}
You can make a million with this mindset
Sipping hi-tech yeah we the flyest
And you can make it out the city by writing
Bitch I'm tryin my demons be rising
Now she wanna know me more designer drip is that Dior
From my bottom of my heart Lacaag's clicking I want more
We take that money to the hood and then we double it up
We hit a lick then we move then we split it with us
I ain't lookin down at you but I'm on the plain jane still screaming fuck this fame
Rise up the tool and it bang, I'm still posted up with this gang
Free all my dargs, nigga
Straight from da mud, sinner
My niggas up, winners
I said, swallow my naad dhilo
Broad daylight, bitch I'm schleening
Loads of tracks leaking
Like your bitch eat my semen
How could you hate for no reason
I said, how can you hate for no reason, yeah yeah
Free all my dargs, nigga
Straight from da mud, sinner
My niggas up, winners
I said, swallow my naad dhilo
You can make a million with this mindset
Sippin hi-tech yeah we da flyest
And you can make it out the city by writing
Bitch I'm tryin my demons be rising
Now she wanna know me more designer drip is that Dior
From my bottom of my heart Lacaag's clicking I want more
We take that money to the hood and then we double it up
We hit a lick then we move then we split it with us
Fumez The Engineer
