Cataracts

Cataracts a song by Freddie Gibbs on Foxsoundi — Free Music, Smart Streaming for Everyone

Cataracts by Freddie Gibbs

Cataracts Lyrics

[00:01.35] Yeah, check, check, yeah, uh
[00:03.97] Chillin' in my, uh, uh
[00:06.22] Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh
[00:08.31] Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh
[00:10.81] Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh
[00:14.14] Old school
[00:15.16] Chevy thang, Cadillac
[00:16.33] Smokin' on that good, good
[00:17.72] Good for my cataracts
[00:19.14] Fuckin' up this bad food
[00:21.01] Fast food, gettin' fat
[00:22.17] Nine, extended clip attached
[00:23.42] Swingin' it like a battle axe
[00:24.53] Livin' la vida broke-a
[00:25.93] Fuckin' these smokers up and baggin' crack
[00:27.28] Antonio Montana dream
[00:28.95] Mama wasn't havin' that
[00:30.49] Niggas ain't know no better
[00:31.64] We fuck 'em and pass 'em
[00:32.69] We was passin' rats
[00:33.67] Bitch, you wet my 'Wood up
[00:34.98] Dry my shit off 'fore you pass it back
[00:35.98] Bitch, pass it back, pass the Act'
[00:37.50] Codeine got me passin' out
[00:38.83] Crown mix it with cranberry
[00:40.27] Tryna see what that about
[00:41.66] 'Member we hit that lick and tied up them Crips in that Atlanta house
[00:44.36] Had to smoke that nigga that came
[00:46.01] Along with us 'cause he was gon' rat us out
[00:47.34] Seem like my actions was devil sin, I can't sympathize
[00:50.12] Fuck generation next, this generation genocide
[00:52.77] Your social stat make you fantasize about a homicide
[00:55.41] To me, the guy that lie is the black man personified
[00:58.35] Anticipatin' and killin' my own in search of wealth
[01:00.78] Should he come knockin' at the door of your home, you know, for death
[01:03.63] Knew the Lord was in the room when my daughter took her first breath
[01:06.50] Cold turkey on the dope, had to gain the knowledge of self
[01:09.75] In my old school
[01:11.16] Chevy thang Cadillac
[01:12.91] Good, good
[01:14.38] Good for my cataracts
[01:15.77] Bad food
[01:16.89] Fast food, gettin' fat
[01:18.01] Nine, extended clip attached
[01:19.40] Swingin' it like a battle axe
[01:21.03] I'm chillin' in my old school
[01:22.39] Chevy thang, Cadillac
[01:23.76] Smokin' on that good, good
[01:25.02] Good for my cataracts
[01:26.43] Fuckin' up this bad food
[01:27.95] Fast food, gettin' fat
[01:29.10] Nine, extended clip attached
[01:30.41] Swingin' it like a battle axe
[01:31.84] Livin' la vida broke-a
[01:33.10] Fuckin' these smokers up and baggin' crack
[01:34.54] Antonio Montana dream
[01:35.92] Mama wasn't havin' that
[01:37.37] Niggas ain't know no better
[01:38.71] We fuck 'em and pass 'em
[01:39.83] We was passin' rats
[01:40.82] Bitch, you wet my 'Wood up
[01:41.73] Dry my shit off 'fore you pass it back
[01:43.01] Wish I could put that pussy off in my pockets, I would leave with that
[01:45.74] Hit my after your cycle, I need that pussy with no string attached
[01:48.68] Fiendin' to get it, won't hit it,
[01:50.10] Against my religion, a nigga won't bleed for that
[01:51.48] You lucky enough to get you a nigga
[01:53.08] With morals, you needed to heed to that
[01:54.35] Turkey bacon, bitch, like my toast buttered on both sides
[01:57.04] Chevy dipped in liquid cocaine, my Casper the Ghost ride
[01:59.79] I let some people go from my company and they sold out
[02:02.74] I know that they jumpin' straight into Hell, I pray that they nosedive
[02:05.31] Mama said don't leave out the house if you ain't got Jesus with you
[02:08.29] Last Supper, you might get fucked by niggas that's eatin' with you
[02:11.26] Side bitch was trippin', I fucked but won't spend the evening with her
[02:14.02] My baby mama switched up her diet, I'ma go vegan with her
[02:16.62] Father, please deliver us niggas, carnivorous niggas
[02:19.24] I walk amongst the dumb, deaf, and blind, and them frivolous niggas
[02:22.18] And dope, rap, and basketball punchin' a ticket for niggas
[02:25.04] You put it in the book then I guess you done hid it from niggas
[02:27.98] I'm chillin' in my old school
[02:29.34] Chevy thang, Cadillac
[02:30.94] Smokin' on that good, good
[02:32.30] Good for my cataracts
[02:33.69] Fuckin' up this bad food
[02:34.95] Fast food, gettin' fat (New shit)
[02:36.54] Mashallah, rest in peace to Tha Jacka
[02:38.61] Paradise, the next life, I'll see you in the hereafter
[02:41.33] I'm in that ebony Instagram, my nigga was mad I ain't smashin'
[02:43.96] Nigga, I don't need you for the
[02:45.35] Feature, really don't fuck with no rapper
[02:46.55] I don't got no problem with these
[02:47.90] Niggas wearin' they dresses and skirts
[02:49.36] When you pop up with an opinion and drag your name through the dirt
[02:51.60] On the Day of Judgement, niggas gon' pay for they dirt
[02:53.59] Including me
[02:54.76] Couldn't push my boat through the
[02:55.98] Lake of fire 'cause my paddles was burnt
[02:57.17] Uncle was smokin' that work
[02:58.32] Can't come in the crib, I serve you through the gate
[03:00.02] Smell the dope off in the air
[03:01.37] Jimmy Duggan, shake and bake
[03:02.66] Used to walk a dog with H
[03:04.04] In and out, Empire State
[03:05.16] '68 Chevalle, don't need no Bentley truck or fuckin' Wraith
[03:07.81] 2014, addicted to lean, I was depressed as fuck
[03:10.26] Duckin' shots and wonderin' if my own niggas set me up
[03:12.98] And if they knock me down, I wonder would one of my niggas help me up?
[03:15.66] Pockets, they finger-lickin', they honey kettle chicken, breaded up
[03:18.35] Bitch, get your bread up, bitch
[03:20.43] I say my pockets, they finger-lickin',
[03:22.04] Honey kettle chicken, breaded up, bitch
[03:28.10] This that new shit
[03:30.08] Madlib, that new shit
[03:32.64] Takin' over, new king, woo
[03:34.99] Let that shit ride out
[03:36.63] You better pray twice, nigga
[03:38.38]

From the album: Bandana