D.O.N Archive - Sober Freestyle

Yeah, I'm in this bitch sober
Score like floaters, yo run over nigga
You a fucking poser
Man, I'm in this bitch sober
Score like floaters, you niggas posers
Can't be lacking, fuck a holster
That shit is over, that bitch ah heat you up just like a toaster
Who did 'em bolder? Rock solid foundation just like a bolder
Yo run is over, nigga
And I just keep going, I got way too high of a motor
Gelato my odor, I need me the coldest that's out here like Ri-Ri
Fuck who thinking Mulatto is colder, yeah I heard 'bout her past
So I got her & did her bolder
Then I treat her like I don't even know her
You might think I'm fucked up in the head, but shit
That's really what I owed her
Girl, I can't show no love
I'm NSL, that's exactly what I told her
'Cause once I showed too much of that emotion
Out came all the cobra's, they started folding
Ain't even have a motive, that's crazy
It played out how momma had told me
I thought you was with me for life, then you showed me
Now I gotta show everybody the old me, oh me
I'll fuck around & ball without 'em, ain't passing
R.I.P Kobe, don't act like you know me
When I was tryna be cool, you hoed me
Hoe, I thought you was my boo, you ain't hold me
That was the boldest, I probably was owed it
But now, my heart is the coldest
But if you notice, they try to spin the block
When they see how everything going
I'm already knowing that you ain't my dawg
Yeah, you showed me
Nah, you ain't my dawg you a poser...but that shit over
Been through a whole WOR, I'm a soldier
Yeah, I'm a soldier
Man, I'm in this bitch sober
Score like floaters, you niggas posers
Can't be lacking, fuck a holster
That shit is over, that bitch ah heat you up just like a toaster
Who did 'em bolder? Rock solid foundation just like a bolder
Yo run is over, nigga
And I just keep going, I got way too high of a motor
Gelato my odor, I need me the coldest that's out here like Ri-Ri
Fuck who thinking Mulatto is colder, yeah I heard 'bout her past
So I got her & did her bolder
Then I treat her like I don't even know her
You might think I'm fucked up in the head, but shit
That's really what I owed her

Written by:
Roy Fields III

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