DP Bandz - 350 Freestyle Lyrics

Ayee
I been down n I been hurt homie
Every time I got up cuz I know shit could be worse nigga
In a cell or 6 feet in dat hearse homie
I done put my self last nigga
I been looking in the mirror I see the past nigga
I see dust falling
I see cloud coming
I see dark heaven
I'm not perfect I'm just trying nigga
Told my momma nigga
If I ever die, celebrate my name
I cannot complain
Drove momma insane
Kept chasing them bandz
Not knowing in advance
Backed up in my classes I was flipping packs in it
I was tryna get it nigga I was in traffic
Working mathematics' I was passing baggies
Devil almost had me I'm like lord catch me
Here we go again
Ride around wit my twin
Aye spin the block den go head spin again
Glocks up in the glove compartment
Huh cops pulling in checking nigga
Who got the ganja
But he ain't find nun
Road to riches gotta look behind us
Pit stop in the hood I still gotta set reminders
Some like a grabba I could make it work I don't need a grinder
It's Finders keepers you find some money gotta keep it silent
I know the feds be watching
I'm taking risky options
Lord forgive me options
Ain't even finish college but still got some stupid knowledge
Tell me who the hardest yo favorite rapper don't kno what a bar is
Don't kno how to bargain so here gimmie 350 for it

Ayee
I been down n I been hurt homie
Every time I got up cuz I know shit could be worse nigga
In a cell or 6 feet in dat hearse homie
I done put my self last nigga
I been looking in the mirror I see the past nigga
I see dust falling
I see cloud coming
I see dark heaven
I'm not perfect I'm just trying nigga
Told my momma nigga
If I ever die, celebrate my name
I cannot complain
Drove momma insane
Kept chasing them bandz
Not knowing in advance
Backed up in my classes I was flipping packs in it
I was tryna get it nigga I was in traffic
Working mathematics' I was passing baggies
Devil almost had me I'm like lord catch me
Here we go again
Ride around wit my twin
Aye spin the block den go head spin again
Glocks up in the glove compartment
Huh cops pulling in checking nigga
Who got the ganja
But he ain't find nun
Road to riches gotta look behind us
Pit stop in the hood I still gotta set reminders
Some like a grabba I could make it work I don't need a grinder
It's Finders keepers you find some money gotta keep it silent
I know the feds be watching
I'm taking risky options
Lord forgive me options
Ain't even finish college but still got some stupid knowledge
Tell me who the hardest yo favorite rapper don't kno what a bar is
Don't kno how to bargain so here gimmie 350 for it