Free Smoke Freestyle

Boy I make rain dry,

I’m so dope you might compare me to some heroin

I’m so cold you might need to let me air dry

I’m the hope the people needed when the pain high

Sometimes I blame God,

cause when everybody left me, sent me south like a game cock

I was the new kid, they was asking what my name was

I was focused on hitting it out like it was A Rod

If I’m rapping then it’s my job to go and name frauds

You can’t hate me cause I name facts,

And then make a song that your girl got on play back, need a straight jack,

I’m insane fact, I swear, they roughing me up now they want their fade back, I’m fair

Sike Boy I want it all until it fade black,

Roll the credits, all your members dismembered like it’s apex

When I die this music gon live on, that’s a fate hack

I’m straight racking it up for a new artist to sign

Get aligned, for this late plaque

Going for a billboard, like it’s New York, a dark night feeling like a caged bat,

Batting cage, these lines driving like they were invented by Elon outta rage

I’m so outter space, got so many reference tracks that my hard drive outta space

Free smoke, it'll cloud your face

The last leaf on the tree, I think that they need a rake

I don’t need a break, I took one to see who was real and who was feeling fake,

Save yourself if they don’t see it taped

Brace yourself like your teeth ain’t straight,

When them demons hate, the beef fiending breaks, penny wise, they all clowns,

I could show ya how to season steak,

No curse words, no violent raps, I’m still top 2 and I ain't even drizzy drake

For you I need a little plate, for me you need a hidden place

You could have all the chips, I’d still invent an even bigger lays

8 figure ways, in a few years I’ll be mobbing with my brothers like the name was only Tristan tate

My living faze, is spitting blazed riddled days,

I’m literally, walking on water, and dancing to your shots like I’m Cassius clay

Not today, I’m mining my riches, minding my business, while they ain’t lasting hey,

Reminds of our natural resources, I’ll still nuke ya for a nasty play

And then drink to your mistakes, wearing all black cause these aren’t even some lasting days,

Fine dining, time winding until they getting back on to their fascist ways,

I was in the hood preaching God, your favorite leader still stacking hate

I still question faith, I’m a hypocrite, you’re a hypocrite for no action laying on your ass,

I spit raps in fashion, like it’s Paris week, care to see,

some of the top dogs turn to Pharisees

The way I resurrect real bars, all my cells keep it player g

If I ever protrude a son, just know he’s gonna be a sayer reaching,

For every dream, like our everyday is just a lucid one

I rapped this whole verse without rapping about totting guns

Feel like the only one

Keep it a buck, the realest one, I’m out