Fireflies Freestyle lyrics

(Intro)
Yo, (C.O.B), Remember when back in the day n*gga's didn't wanna go pop?
This some pop sh*t, f*ck y'all im going pop
Why y'all n*ggas can't smile, gangsta's can't smile?

Shinin’ like I’m ten million fireflies
If I fall, Crooked I will rise
I arrive in the fliest rides
Sittin’ on wires, the tires wide
The process of sh*ttin’ on you has been finalized
But I ain’t nobody to idolize
They didn’t expect this nut to bust in the game
But I came by surprise
I came from the gutter
Now nothin’ can stop me from speakin’ not even a stutter
Nothin’ on the bread but butter
Nothin’ but government cheese in the cupboard
I used to hate it but it made me stronger so now I love it
Before I was hoppin’ in ‘64’s
Momma was shoppin’ in thrift stores, coppin’ her kids’ clothes
Popular kids know little Dominick’s p*ss poor
Look now, Dominick Intriago get dough
And I still get harassed by them Nazi cops
That used to chase a lil’ n*gga when the block was hot
Choke me out with a baton, how many rocks you got
Then they wonder why we grow up and bust shots with Glocks
Go police your own hood, get the f*ck outta mine
Guess you wanna see us dead one thug at a time
No food in your fridge inspires a hustler’s grind
Watchin’ your Momma cry over bills will f*ck with your mind
Started runnin’ with some armed robbin’ home invaders
Them rich folks, they took a look at the chrome and paid us
The whole ghetto was criminals, it was so contagious
When in Rome, look at what becoming Roman made us
Dark-hearted, I just hit a lick
Then I hopped in the whip and couldn’t get the car started
Them n*ggas that I robbed, they gathered up their guns
They came out shootin’, I wasn’t a hard target
Shots came rippin’ through the metal and glass
The engine cranked, I ducked, hit the petal and smashed
Bullet holes in the front, bullet holes in the rear
I jumped out without a scratch, guess I’m supposed to be here
I’m thinkin’ my mother’s prayers probably kept me alive
God let me come out the car, coulda left me inside
But, uh, sometimes I wonder why he let me survive
Especially since so many done met a deadly demise
Damn, prolly to tell the world my million-dollar story
When it come to lyrics, the sh*t that you spittin’ kinda corny
Your written’s kinda bore me
I’m raisin’ the bar from n*gga’s who were spittin’ hot before me
f*ck getting’ the Top 40
I’m magic on the mic, every verse you hear is voodoo
I’ma Gang Starr n*gga, the world premier Guru
I’m still a pimp; your girl her rear coo-coo
Come here take off that La Pearl brassiere boo-boo
And now you f*ckin’ with a ridah
Both started singin’ when I stuck the sh*t inside ‘em
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(Sings Fireflies Original Hook)

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