Freddy jumped out from under the car and stabbed me in my eyeball
Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store
Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature
And 808's and synths, riffs, and guitars, hard, for sure
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress
Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,
I take tokes while you little niggas take notes
All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her
Everybody witnessed tombstone by taker and 2f5's by brock the baker
I turn around and its freddy kruger from elm street
Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep
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