Lyrics Kur – Half Of Chiraq Freestyle

No silver spoons
A nigga like me got another phone plan
Got some clientele, got my own grams
I had my own plans
I’m a street nigga
I don’t sing on tracks
I don’t make music for you to slow dance
I make music for you to rock a nigga
Pull up and just pop a nigga
Niggas ain’t tryn’ war out
They wanna sub tweet and post comments nigga
Some of y’all need a plan B because this rap shit it ain’t promised nigga
Go and check them views go and ask them fans they’ll tell you pussys who’s the hottest nigga
Niggas diss me when they can’t get a feature
I’m charging to much for a feature
Our teachers said that we wouldn’t be shit
Come to find out we make more than our teachers
If that bitch bad and she know how to Fuck
I take her to Cheltenham Mall to get sneakers
Take her to Wendys and get her some nuggets
And have the bitch screaming this nigga got money
Damn, bitch is you sucking or not? (No)
Well, get off of my line
Kur, are you worried about niggas? (No)
That’s the last thing on my mind
Well, why they all on your dick?

Tweeting and shit, saying you ain’t gone’ get signed
They just wasting they time
It cost me no money to pay them no mind
They just booked my man
Took ’em down
They feel fine
They ain’t playing fair
They making up lies
They dropped the detain and making no bond
They tryn’ give him life
I just pray he be fine
I pray for his mom and hope that she good
Try to kill me?
I just hope that they would
Fuck all this shit I posted in ?
Fuck all this fame I just hope I get rich
This nigga found out that I’m fucking his bitch
One hour later he choking the bitch
I’m toting the 5th
And I don’t fuck around
If you buying ounces don’t talk about pounds
If you buying pounds we taking them bounds
They mention me when they think of uptown
Half the bitches I named in my songs
Wasn’t fuckin’ then
But I’m fucking them now