Freddie Gibbs - Cosmo Freestyle (Prod. Pops, Lambo & DJ Harrison)

Time to freak it, yeah
(Norva and, and Lambo both gone, man, yeah, they're both gone)
I ain't fuck with y'all niggas in Vegas no more (fuck)
Y'all had a nigga on tequila, crack, Daniel, all that shit (yeah)

Yeah, Eastside, I claim that (yeah)
I recorded my first raps on 47th, I flamed that (yeah)
That was back in '04, I was ridin' 'round bumpin' T.I., ASAP
Now I'm a real urban legend
Every day a nigga free a blessing
Whack him and destroy the murder weapon

Yeah (yeah), whack him, get another murder weapon
Don't go out like Keefe D, snitchin' over VladTV
Bad bitch drove from DC, tryna fuck a nigga for a fee
Make her say that she a freaky girl
Give me head in the Hummer EV (front seat of the Hummer)

Yeah, I done been crossed, I done been hit
I done been stepped on (yeah, stepped on)
Nigga took loss after loss, friends leave when that check gone
Slept on, but a broken heart ain't gon' feed these kids (these kids)
Yeah, I gotta have a talk with God
'Bout all the things I did (things I did), yeah (yeah)
Drugs, aggravated robbery (uh)

Hurtin' on the inside and hidin' behind this tough shit and this misogyny
See, the man in the mirror ain't gon' lie to me
Whole lot of snake niggas, they surroundin' me
Can't even blame 'em if they wanna body me
Niggas'll knock you off to get a followin', I know, yeah
Yeah, I know, yeah

I had to fall back and let shit breathe (yeah)
Actin' back to the rappin', nigga
Like Bo Jackson, I'll switch leagues
Niggas don't want no guest verses
I'm the real king of these 16's, bitch (yeah)

Bitch, I'm the real king of these 16's (yeah)
24's, 48's, fortunate enough to fornicate
And on a regular basis, nigga's fuckin', I like it, she shake it
Mama German and daddy Jamaican
Got all colors, my bitches ain't racist
Got all colors, I'm preachin' diversity, yeah

Fuck a surgery, I put you in somebody university
I know God got a plan for me, or he would've let niggas come murder me
But these bitches can't bully me, bother me, worry me
I'ma be thuggin' this shit 'til they bury me
When we do killin', we do this shit thoroughly
Hit the collection and I made it flurry (yeah, yeah)

Ten thousand in ones, let's get this shit done
I handle the supers, don't give IG boosters no motherfuckin' jewelry
2 a.m., bitch, and now I'm in a hurry
8 a.m. flight, why they book it so early? Damn (pop that shit)
Got an 8 a.m. flight, why they book it so early? Shit

Freddie, you can't go back, man
You see how you livin' over here?
Nigga, you ballin', the baddest bitches on your dick
Come enjoy some of this decadence, some of this extravadance
Some of this-, I said extravadance, I meant extrava-
Nigga, you know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
Who needs school, nigga, when you got bitches?

Look, you got a pound of coke, you don't even wanna smoke the shit
You wanna sell the shit, nigga, I'm tryna get to enjoy some of that
But at least sellin' it is cool, but why don't you just do some of that shit?
Nigga, it's cool, check this out
Ah, ah! Ah, ah!
That's the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout, Freddie (Freddie...)
As long as you keep sinnin', I'ma keep winnin'