
a thousand mountains - freddie gibbs & the alchemist lyrics
[intro]
chain
yeah, don’t care, yeah
f*ck it
ayo
[verse 1]
still slammin’, still ’bout it, still countin’
feel like the only n*gga rap cold as me, andré 3000
b*tch, i raised a generation, kicked game on a thousand albums
i should go get me a flute and just disappear in the mountains
like the black bruce wayne, young kane, the rabbit man begins
never late, no expiration date when it’s ’bout revenge
i got rich off rappin’ ’bout crack and sh*t, i ain’t need the spins
smackin’ sh*t with two naked actresses, b*tch, take off the skims
when you see ’em, salute ’em or shoot ’em
i’m sick like quarantine, go war machine once alchemist loop it
you n*gga pupils, all of my students, so tranquilo, escuchen
we sl*t out the villa in st. lucia while you scammin’ and boostin’, f*ck n*gga
the b*tch was popular, followed her
bought her ice, she a swallower
matthew henson, on my mission, heart as cold as antarctica (yes)
she don’t f*ck with geminis, now all these hoes is astrologists
janky b*tch, i wish that ass and titties came with a doctorate (yeah)
or a masters, or a bachelors, at least associates, b*tch
thinkin’ with my d*ck, gotta kick these tricks that i associate with
that’s why i been ghosting that b*tch
that’s why i be ghosting these n*ggas
ain’t no more postin’ tweets, you know how i’m approaching these n*ggas
sh*t don’t brack without rabbit, even they fans knew it
they should let me bet on these n*gga floppin’ on fanduel (haha)
b*tch, i built you up, it ain’t sh*t to get you dismantled
i’m five thousand degrees and you p*ssies can’t hold a candle, b*tch (yeah)
[bridge]
if a man lets another man take care of him
he shouldn’t be offended or get upset whenever,whenever he get treated like a b*tch
yeah, yeah, uh
[verse 2]
so why these n*gga get it started with me? (yeah)
’bout to put these p*ssies in a box like that barbie movie
i f*cked up my first few packs of rock, that sh*t was hardly movin’
hit a l!ck, now i switch out my whips like the saudis do it (skrrt, skrrt)
uh, ridin’ in my bucket, park the benzi
b*tch, i’ll buy your mama house and put her out like dj envy
angela yee to charlamagne, gee, y’all got some names on y’all
it’s mr. platinum, ghost rabbit, i put frames on walls
i put frames on vogues, blowin’ change on hoes
saw your ashy*ass stones and kept it plain rose gold (yeah)
n*gga claim they movin’ weight, i know they name can’t hold
starin’ down my barrel ‘fore the devil claim your soul, f*ck n*gga
i treat this sh*t like mortal kombat, two hundred to get your moms back
don’t call polices, b*tch, or we gon’ flip and send her thumbs back (yeah)
mexico made a mill and i ain’t have to ship a crumb back (yeah)
sh*t ain’t fun when rabbit got the gun, ho, where the funds at?
raised my generation, kicked game on a thousand albums
i should go get me a flute and just disappear in the mountains
tell the truth, i got the youth in the booth, i found the fountain
n*gga been rappin’ like twenty years, i can go for another thousand or stop (uh, yeah)
seven grams left, i should go for another thousand
i’m an east gary n*gga, food stamps and public housing
i should go get me a flute and just disappear in the mountains, ya b*tch
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