Freestyle

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made a mill of these word you about to hear
I'm like Shakespeare whispering in yo ear
I'm gone win championships like the cavaliers
next thing you know you gon be dropping tears
money in my pocket, I spend it out
real nigga spitting lyrics , let me see what you about
up all night, writing about you
trying to see if I could live life without you
money transported in to my bank account
looking at them zeros, having you drop down to the ground
heart beating so fast , it wont stop
you hear them guns blow pop pop
leveling out the things i go through
put you on a billboard make them buy you
they looking at you in my view
wow they gonna see sum new
 
 
Living life is so tough
you don't know whats right
Many heartfelt struggles
Day and Night
Money tight right now , ion really care
No job No money
On my way there
I care about my reputation
what people see in me something called dedication
Many minds are not controlled by the brain
They don't care abut the rapping just fame
Niggas raps don't be making sense
looking at they raps like what is this
They sleep ion ever stop
Different place every night they on my block
Memories takes us back, Dreams take us forward
Every time you look back you getting tortured x2
 
Facts for sure
next week im on the radio
calls coming in and out
feeling like im in a love drought
not taking no pills and potions
Having you rubbing on some lotion
Have soft skin , like that
Wasn't in the game but im right back
spit something bad you get slapped
all yo money dun got snatched
 
 
 
not many things people believe now and days
Hope they hear what im saying lord i pray
wanna cherish every chance i get in life
its tough right now but that's alright
the clock go tick tock round round
you here this beat uhh nice sound
make the right choice on you way up
right path you gone stay up
 
Fingernails dirty wanna make them clean
getting my mind right by all means
not believing what people say
In 2016 you'll catch a fake
Lord please come save me from this mess
To young to be having all this stress
Im letting yall know im the best
Shots being fired put on a vest
 
 
Wanna be president like Obama
Not washing dishes like yo Mama
My life "one word" incomplete
Always taking the back street
Im fast like a cheetah from Africa
My words are cold Canada
world spinning going different ways
Clouds forming forming different shapes
 
 
mama said ima be good in the future
right now im a high school junior
I go to Everglades its a swamp
I go for things that i really want
 
Im done ima catch you later
my mind went blank like a sheet of paper

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Meme
Member since September 17 2016

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