Who Sang Insecurities? Freddie Gibbs

Freddie Gibbs Shadow of a Doubt cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2015-11-20
Genre: Hip Hop
length: 4:27
Tell the streets I've been down for a minute
Chop it up and let my real *****s finish
Had the kitchen or the stove, pockets on swole
Choppin' up them O's, I was gettin' it on the road
I was ready for whatever man
I remember I was sellin' things
I let it go, I let it go
Said I was ready for whatever man
With some *****s, they don't ever change
I let it go, I let it go

Yeah, Cadillacs, Impalas, ***** we ride Vogues
This for you ***** *** *****s and you weak *** hoes
I candy coat it, triple dip it, *****, three times gold
Dip through in traffic, smoking dope, like I don't see 5-0
License to spend it, I was livin' ignorant
Careful blocking, pop some shots just to impress my *****s
Insecure about my looks, wouldn't pop it with the *****es
Rob and stole for diamond jewels, I thought I needed attention
Why I was starvin' for attention? All she wanted is my attention
All I wanna do is smoke and **** her
Thug it out and keep **** undercover
Told myself that I would never love her
But I cuss her out, blow up her phone
Get mad if another ***** touch her
Insecure and in my **********in' feelin's
Thought that I was chasin' money, I was chasin' *****es
But when the Lord gave me my daughter
Helped me paint the picture
Man all the **** I did, I'm blessed the streets ain't take a *****
***** I stay

Ready for whatever man
And some *****s, they don't ever change
I let it go, I let it go
And I remember I was sellin' things
I was ready for whatever man
I let it go, I let it go

Bentleys and Beamers, Impalas, Caprices
I scope up Diego, my *****, we beepin'
My day run, we gang bang, we run off, we throw weight
I murder for my dogs, we eat off the same plate
We masked up, all my *****s masked up
Did a show in Brooklyn, *****s tried to get me blast up
Thought you was my *****, hate to see me get my cash up
Then some *****s hit me, hollows almost tore my *** up
Your shooters was some actors
Actin' *** *****s
Scared to squeeze the trigger, some amateur *** *****s
Used to hit the road and get stacks of them cash with them
Only time I let me know when you were stabbed in the back *****

I remember we was sellin' things
Came to you, I'd do whatever man
I let it go, I let it go
I was ready for whatever man
I remember I was sellin' things
I let it go, I let it go
And I was ready for whatever man
With some *****s, they don't ever change
I let it go, I let it go, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Cadillacs, Impalas, *****, we ride Vogues
**** you ***** *** *****s and you weak *** hoes
I candy coat it, triple dip it, *****, three times gold
Dip through in traffic, smoking dope, like I don't see 5-0
License to spend it, I was livin' ignorant
Careful blocking, pop some shots just to impress my *****s
Insecure about my looks, wouldn't pop it with the *****es
Rob and stole for diamond jewels, I thought I needed attention
Why I was starvin' for attention? All she wanted is my attention
**** you *****es
All my daughter want is my attention
All she want is my attention, yeah
So why am I starvin' for attention?
All she want is my attention, hmm
Starvin' for attention
My daughter wants my attention

Tracklist
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Rearview
  • 2 Narcos
  • 3 Careless
  • 4 Fuckin' Up the Count
  • 5 Extradite
  • 6 McDuck
  • 7 Mexico
  • 8 Packages
  • 9 10 Times
  • 10 Lately
  • 11 Basketball Wives
  • 12 Forever and a Day
  • 13 Insecurities
  • 14 Freddie Gordy
  • 15 Cold Ass Nigga
  • 16 My Boy
  • 17 10 Chickens