Lyrics of 'Gates Flow' by Fredo Bang

Intricate lifestyle of the rich and gangstas
Considerably, I got this tendency for whippin' bangers
Well dressed gentleman but still a gangsta
I could put you on a list and have these niggas blank you, I'm playin' though
I been rappin' to get a tickin'
My city up in the sickas
Got niggas up in they feelin's
And I'm just hoping they don't make me go off
Go hit enterprise, go get a jeep or somethin' (oh)
Hit his block, feel 'em up and leave his people sorry
Hoes said they love me, ain't buying the shit they selling (yeah)
You can tell that to the next, I done seen how you hoes steppin'
Catch me posted in the trap, dior I'm at the spot
Pitch a h to your catcher, we ain't throwin' no rocks
Making sales on my jacket and racking the cell block (facts)

My phone rings, who is this?
I don't know but I know you in my business
On the phone in my boxers, scratches on your lipstick
Shawty, can we kick it tonight?
Said, we never fall in love and never bring it up
This just never really been a thing to us
Then you find another human lyin', never find a human lyin'
Relationships strange to us
Yes, safe to say we livin' dangerous, dangerous
Livin' dangerous oh, oh
Dangerous, oh, oh dangerous (all my fuckin' thugs, what up?)
Livin' dangerous oh, oh, oh, oh

They locked me in a cage, it ain't even make me no better
I done put my heart in places where other people would never
I forgave a lot of hoes when I know I could do way better
How you fuck another nigga? You know that I get you wetter
You put yo trust up in a nigga and you know that he ain't worth it
You put money in his pocket and you know he don't deserve it
You proposed to her Wednesday and she fucked a nigga Thursday
Same fuckin' reason why I trust a Glock before a person
Yeah, da probably think that I'm a dirty bitch
Fuck with me, I murder shit
Get rich off that trial, I'm on that curtain shit
Draco at the trip, know what I'm workin' with
Please don't send no hoe at me, you know I'm quick to curve a bitch
Bank account on full but it don't help me with my self-esteem (self-esteem)
Lovin' on a thot almost relapsed on that fuckin' lean (fuckin' lean)
Don't talk about no business on my phone, I gotta keep it clean
Make a million dollars, you get killed, that shit don't mean a thing

My phone rings, who is this?
I don't know but I know you in my business
On the phone in my boxers, scratches on your lipstick
Shawty, can we kick it tonight?
Said, we never fall in love and never bring it up
This just never really been a thing to us
Then you find another human lyin', never find a human lyin'
Relationships strange to us
Yes, safe to say we livin' dangerous, dangerous
Livin' dangerous oh, oh
Dangerous, oh, oh, dangerous
Dangerous, livin' dangerous oh, oh, oh, oh

Niggas send me letters, can't forget to mail 'em back (uh-huh)
What we don't have in common? I done been through hell and back
Became a dead-end, don't forget to tell 'em that
And that's just how real it's gon' fuckin' get, haha
B-eazy, that's my slime