It's Over

Things just ain't the same for gangsters

But I don't give a fuck, I'm back without a Just track

Tried to reach out and work, but he ain't chirp back

It's all good

I'm here, nigga, the beard bigger

the clip longer, will air niggas

I stay around straps

We don't lounge or frown, we bounce back

From the wicked streets of Philly, all we do is

gain stacks

Face facts - I been done it since "1-900"

I been sickening since Hot 9-7

I been stunting since black man man had the black Lexus 400

Then I done it 450 -- had the Lexus to Land

Motherfucker, I'm my own man

I'm a grown man; try me, get your hair flown

Free break, get your security breached

Word on the streets I'm heated, better sleep with your chrome

First Jay and Dame break up, now every day I wake up

Somebody got a problem with Free, something to say

Now, I'm the only rapper that'll bust around and clap ya

If I say it Philly right down your way, body ya peeps

They mad cause I'm fucking with Fif', sucking they teeth

It's funny when they see me, how they switch what they say

Look, if Jay ain't approve it, it wouldn't have happened

So you need to fall back and concentrate on your music, bastard

Motherfuckers better go mop up

'fore I plug you bitches shows, get your shows shot up

You are not killing nothing, you are no shotta

And you never be strapped when you roll, I rap what I know

I'm about to get the platinum right after the gold

Y'all niggas stay stagnant, not attacking your goals, faggot

And Philly Freezer's goals are reached

And I'm achieving, y'all leaking, y'all goals on hold, holla

Things just ain't the same for gangsters

I'm back without a track from Kanye, it's all good

The dash on the 760 is all wood

I got the heat in the stash, I use the nine lethal

We different people, and when egos collide

The pride coincide and it bring on the evil, look

Fact is, he too busy, I'm too gutter

I was fucking with him when niggas was like, "Who is he?"

But like the Scriptures say, quickly they forget

Quickly let me reminisce

If a nigga ever try me, we'll see who could spit

Any rapper, anybody, I'll body the list

Y'all smoking bullshit, I'm smoking firey piff

Since the age of thirteen, I acquired the gift to spit

And I'm coming, when that Philly Freezer running with it

Non-stop gunning when they making them hits, holla