1:20 Freestyle
• Written by arttharae
yo uh (check it)3x
When i rhyme i'm insight but i might bite
the pride that was inside I invite the mics at night.
Give em two for one that's a good trade that i really made
But who can really relate
I'm on the block sippin water feeling stronger
fucking someones daughter my penis is total slaughter
i'm a baller, writing dope rhymes call me a scholar.
The earth is my turf, but it's worth feeling what you deserve.
These niggas call me an elder writing skits call it a letter
Same members that's up in here the fake ones always surrender
never been a pretender when i see the door imma enter
Look remember the name remember the game remember the flames
living in the rich really was insane it's off the brain
sipping champagne in Burligame that's just the same (Huh)
I strive to survive but our lives are divine inside i'm so wise
to the guys otherwise i'm fine when i was 5
Feeling a connection I'm rapping need the attention
with tension no question I'm guessin for something to mention
My life has been a puzzle
Knock the rock out call it a fumble
silly goose fell in the puddle he's subtle
ride the shuttle stay in your bubble me and my bitch gonna cuddle
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arttharae
Member since January 11 2019