Ace Hood - Charlie Sloth Freestyle lyrics

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Ah! Word!

Word! Word! Word!

I just wanna live in God’s cubicle

Far away from Lucifer

Not a slave gold chain

Compliment the mauler much

Wanna see me crucify

Police are the crucifers

Chew this up and dig a ditch

Murders that ain’t new to us

Murders happen every day

Kids on they marry way

Dying before they have a name

Bullets they ain’t had a name

You not here to sing

Young brother who met a bully

Hard times tough luck

Sectioned bull stems

Jobs never hire us

I'm just tryna fulfill my wish list nah

There won’t be another stick ok

Ace hood in the palms yeah

Take a look into my eyes

And just tell me what you see

Tell me do you see a beast?

They wouldn’t let me off the leash

Wait 2 minutes then went to sleep

I spit fire third degree

They don’t wanna believe

On my mama they gonna see

I got the hottest flow when I'm honest

Fuck with me might as fool

More conscious no more kinds dope

Somebody let them blabbers know

Don’ wanna let these problems near

Every years is my time again

Underrated they contemplating on

They have conversations saying

Hurting people been hating on me

I’ll bet the caress new

I still ride in a Maybach

And they face me when I came through

My mama current and that other woman

Now tears are falling and I hate it

Next day I made me some changes

Man up gimme no complaining

But they at my youngest stages

No choice I had to make it

When I quit with repeating and I won’t consent

Who snitch, who no top and I made no same

Who broke and I made no sense

Yo chick blow me C4

Got it I got evil the wrongs

And it beside you only owe’em

You gonna need navy, you gonna need soldiers

Maybe your problem is WETHEBEScarrytheT

None of you fuckers don’t matter to me

Start to yo feet just start to depleat

Feed me rappers bon appetite

Bitch tripping I'm starting to speak

Care for the border no longer the peace

Time for the blind to be able to see

None of you fuckers ain’t nothing like me

25 years ain’t getting no sleep

26 inches on my G

Feeling like shackles on my feet

No day that they let me free

Y’all in trouble OMG

Y’all in trouble OMG

Y’all in trouble OMG

Please don’t pause nigger pray for me

Pease don’t pleat go pray for me

Yo back with the beat and I'm back on me

In the back of the G y’all looking for me

Capital A capital C capita E, H double O D

Off with they head

Say off with they head

I got my fuck with they head

Yeah my fuck a day and up in the same

I set on he got on the cleanest thing

I bought a chain and that bitch went for 100 grand

I see that bitch went for 100 grand

By you ran up on me I just may oblive your hand

It blow your…through the front door

Yeah I’m off in London with my fucking sloth

We in good they ain’t talking bro

I might just cop a new Ferrari

I sit balling on forever through

I whipped your friend out with another O

I'm trying not to go to curse

I take yo mama and I take her purse

Yeah, Charlie Sloth in the building

I swear that boy can make a killing

Every time these bitches see me man they be so willing

I swear to God they be so willing

I just landed in Paris

Yea yeah shout out to the players

Shout that out to friends yeah