Rearview - Freddie Gibbs

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah

I bet you got it twisted, you don’t know who to trust

So many playa-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us

I say these bitches got it twisted, they don’t know who to fuck

So many playa-hatin' niggas tryna shine like us

I said I bet you got it twisted, you don’t know who to trust

So many playa-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us

I say these bitches got it twisted, they don’t know who to fuck

So many playa-hatin' niggas tryna shine like us

Say they ready, I don’t think they know it

Working white, I got some prices on my life

Some nigga tried to green light me, but I wasn’t going

I used to lay up with this bitch, I used to flip

And didn’t really give a shit about a nigga flowin'

She was content just tryna grind up to a brick

You could see her in the kitchen whippin' with the soda

I bought a ounce of cocaina 'fore I bent her over, and I remember

When the broads used to put me out, cars I was sleepin' out

Pill habit heavy, hella bars I can’t even count

L.A. county jail, ain’t got my moms here to bail me out

Rap game break your homies' hearts if you leave 'em out

Dope game’ll leave you with a charge if you gettin' out

Government will fuck a nigga dreams, never live 'em out

I’m trapping on the blade, hella cards I was sweeping out

Rap game break these niggas hearts if you leave 'em out

I bet you got it twisted, you don’t know who to trust

So many player-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us

Said these bitches got it twisted, they don’t know who to fuck

So many player-hatin' niggas tryna shine like us

Say they ready, I don’t think they know it

Yeah, yeah

Say they ready, I don’t think they know it

Yeah, straight to hell where these niggas goin'

Yeah, lifestyles of the insane, bang

Cost a little extra tryna be a real nigga

I thought a record contract would get the rent paid

Freddie Kane world tour, fuck a deal, nigga

And all the niggas jumped off, that was y’all loss

And they forgot who was the boss and covered all costs

But yesterday a 50 package got 'em all off

I UPS it on the ground, bet they all off

From the pages of a psychopath

And nowadays I never write 'em, just recite 'em, yeah

I put the lighter to the fire, and ignite it, yeah

My neighbor used to hit my alley just to buy a bag, and I remember

When the broads used to put me out, cars I was sleepin' out

Pill habit heavy, hella bars I can’t even count

L.A. county jail, ain’t got my moms here to bail me out

Rap game break your homies hearts if you leave 'em out

I bet you got it twisted, you don’t know who to trust

So many player-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us

I say these bitches got it twisted, they don’t know who to fuck

So many player-hatin' niggas tryna shine like us

They say they ready, I don’t think they know it

Yeah, yeah

Say they ready, I don’t think they know it

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I said I bet you got it twisted, you don’t know who to trust

So many player-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us

I say these bitches got it twisted, they don’t know who to fuck

So many player-hatin' niggas tryna shine like us

They say they ready, I don’t think they know it

Yeah, yeah

Say they ready, I don’t think they know it

Yeah, straight to hell where these niggas goin'

Yeah

Straight to hell where these niggas goin'

Yeah, yeah

Straight to hell where these niggas goin'

Yeah

Straight to hell where these niggas goin'

Fuck

Say they ready, I don’t think they know it