First 48 Freestyle

Uh (227)
From where niggas dont make it out alive (Detroit)
Lets get it

As long as I woke up today, I do not have one complaint
Still sick from last night, I spilled my double cup of drank
Lil brodie crackin cards, everything been up to date
He doin fill-ups half-off, so shit, I just filled up the tank
On the east , we trappin hard, I just made a junkie faint
Four-five-six, Im in the mix, I just built up the bank
Heard they MAACOd up the stray, Im who put on the touch-up paint
Movin up the rankings, make a pussy nigga jump the plank
Tellin niggas that he gang, no he mother****in aint
Free my brother Hank, Ill get you hit up with a rusty shank
All these self-proclaimed real niggas just a bunch of flakes
Cappin like you pressin, big steppin, out here touchin pape
Really out here Jeffin, Etch-a-Sketchin, wouldnt bust a grape
Shorty hit him broad day, aint even cover up his face
In Detroit, we known to take a town, known to flood the state
Can make the same monies breakin down as niggas touchin weight
Seen whats -his-name with whats-her-face, he caught a lucky break
Out Kentucky State, but shit, I heard the feds picked up his case
Snatched him up, plugged his ace, bad enough we upped the stakes
Parabellum in my Nudies, I know niggas love to hate
Pulled up on the well with Julio, told my youngin shut the drapes
Ferris wheel on the suey, broski tryna stuff the Drac
Thuggin in the concrete jungle, planet of the apes
Every step I take, I take a risk, I cant make one mistake
So I brought these two nines with me out on a double date
Been bit a few times, the reason I can never trust a snake
Niggas aint on shit, found his whereabouts, he took the bait
Told him, 'Make a wish,' blew his candles out, then cut the cake
Hardest thing to do is kick the lean, how much I love the taste
Rackin all this cash in, and I aint never touched a rake
Bro told me some foul shit, I still aint been in touch with Yank
Crush the face, on the Date, just had to adjust the date
Razor blade scrapin up the plate
Big bodies in the driveway, takin up some space
AKs by the fireplace, moneys in the safe
Six bodies, five days, take me to another place
Hustle late nights, early mornings, right back up at eight
On some Tay-K, **** a beat, dont make me do another race
I aint even tryna smash, I just wanna **** her face
Took her down, the head was trash, had me thinkin 'What a waste'
Cuzzo in the pen doin life, wish he could jump the gate
Twin F&Ns in my Benz, call em Puff and Mase
At the loadin dock with a crowbar, bustin up a crate
Dead body parts from the river floatin up the lake
Zombies in the trap spendin tens on a dub of base
Auntie kickin back with her stem, smokin up the shake
Unc keep askin what they payin, wanna know how much I make
Them bitches get behind me, Ima take em on another chase
What else?