Plugged In – 38
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Plugged In Freestyle
38

Intro

C'mon 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 it's our time
And with these McQueens darg, she's out all night
I ain't gonna lie, he made a pinky offa 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 calls 38 for the lean
I got loud for the tex, send a text [Wooh
Shout my nigga Fumez cause 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 trying my demons be rising

Now she wanna know me more designer drip is that Dior
From the bottom of my heart I love this glick and 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
Slide, rise up the tool and it bang I'm still posted up with the gang
Free all my dargs, nigga
Straight from the mud, sinner
My niggas up, winners
I said swallow my nut dhilo, yeah yeah

Broad daylight, bitch I'm schleening
Loads of tracks leaking
Like your bitch eat my semen
How can you hate for no reason?
I said how can you hate for no reason, yeah yeah

Free all my dargs, nigga
Straight from the mud, sinner
My niggas up, winners
I said swallow my nut dhilo

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 trying my demons be rising

Now she wanna know me more designer drip is that Dior
From the bottom of my heart I love this glick and 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

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