Lightwork Freestyle - Intellectual

Part 1

[Verse 1]

You ain't taking a risk

Point blank, and nuttin got hit, why,d you take that trip

You-you coulda reversed, dispersed, and span that whip

If I'm caught that's it

Well then I'm looking at 8, not 6, cuh the gang matrix

But its fucked, cuh I'm stil in the back of the ride, going nuts and I'm losing my shit

Every time man see a next vid, someones alone again, we don't know that kid

I'm two summers down right now, and every time I deep that shit, its juss gets man pissed

Man get it done with bro, or do it on my own, like I don't really need the assist

Ain-ain't nuttin to throw that smoke, then run, then blow, then evade, then miss

Bro let it rip, and he missed. We hopped out the ride, like now we gotta find these pricks

Bruddah that can't be it, cuh man didn't come here to do no half-hearted shit

Gangs upset and I'm pissed, We juss see CIDs, took an unexpected twist

Jugg, you get it how you live. Listen up quick, cuh this is the life man live

Hands-on hips, or its hands-on pouches, man I do that quick and I'm bouncing

I juss got sucked off in O, and I told dem feds that I'm here on an outing

And I'm sure this niggas an opp, I don't know mans face, there's juss suttin about him

And I juss seen Dukes on the mains but I won't explain why he's screaming and shouting

Part 2

[Chorus]

Nokia ringing, no shots swinging, cuh bro I want all the prof

Yeah I got dark, but I got yoyla, bro do you want that hard or soft

Take mans pack, I ain't running that back, so big man firm the loss

I might juss line me a box and take that, but still asked for the nicest cost

Nokia ringing, no shots swinging, cuh bro I want all the prof

Yeah I got dark, but I got yoyla, bro do you want that hard or soft

Take mans pack, I ain't running that back, so big man firm the loss

I might juss line me a box and take that, but still asked for the nicest cost

[Verse 1]

They say they out here, but man doubt it, I'm like "where"

I'm Playing it Dirty, so man Krept up, it weren't fair

Yeah we got ***, that weren't ketchup bro I swear

And yeah its ***, so where dem tings blud, where dem deya

If I want it, I get it, I take it

I'm so hot, and I fucking hate it

Yo, show me your risk, ill take it, wait bro, show me your wrist, ill take it

When you real in the streets, can't fake it

If a man got issues, then raise it

I got beef, I'm tryna erase it

Wait bro, dig out your skin not graze it

If gyally on me like bally on me, then the bill gets covered like blankets

When I step in this dance, don't pose for this dance, cuh you already know what I brandish

If I'm doing it bait, then I'm taking chase, I ain't leaving tonight in a transit

Whys *** so quiet, so shh was screaming, he slams it

But if I raise these arms, take watch, not mine, and (?) squad was flying

They say "No Porkies" alla the time, but why do they keep lying

They say opps are winning this beef, and yeah there's pig up flying

I trap and I'm getting in these racks, so I don't need Giggs like Ryan