Redemption Freestyle
Zigzag and a lighter
Backend get brighter (Brighter)
One more all nighter
Ima gotdamn Fighter (Fighter)
Zigzag and a lighter
Backend get brighter (Brighter)
One more all nighter
Ima gotdamn Fighter (Fighter)
Zigzag and a lighter
Backend get brighter (Brighter)
One more all nighter
Ima gotdamn Fighter (Fighter)
Rap is in my genes like denim
Every sound bite eat the track like venom
Never copy trends nigga I invent em
In the game like Beckham, take the rules and bend em
Wouldn't be a rapper if I hit you with a stick
Candy ass fool walking round like a lick
Nigga stay woke but ya dont see shit
Bunch of cell phone zombies trying to get lit
Never really sleep, but I nap with my kin
Put the paper in a bag and go back for the win
Never met a whore who aint care about the cash
So Im spitting metaphors while I staring at the stash
Handful a grass, slam on the gas
Smoke to erase all the pain of the past
Know that you lost, flow like boss
Smoke from the J looking like an exhaust
Twenty four years and they still dont know me
Hit the dial tone cuz ya ass too phony
Feel like Kobe, mixed with Ginobili
When this hit the net, bet your clique gon' know me
Grind by my lonely
Pocketful of homies
All of them dead
Got me feeling like tony
But its okay gotta earn my stripes
While you doing bullshit for a few more likes
Zizag and a lighter
Backend get brighter (Brighter)
One more all nighter
Ima gotdamn Fighter (Fighter)
No aim,but a nigga flow bang
Like the bottom of a burner
I ain't talking propane
Made hits but they treat a nigga like a no name
Still on tracks like a gotdamn train
Get your ass out my gotdamn lane
I knows my line like I do cocaine
No cap lil bitch Im the new rogaine
Don, boss of the new soul train
Write so long
Never do shit wrong
Like Tyson boy
Every line hit strong
Finna bite your ear
Till ya feel my pain
Who want smoke
Nigga hit this strain
Aint get here just to go maintain
If I dont improve
Ima go insane
Fuck yo fame
I make change
Help my squad get a few more gains
Do it for my city and the people I love
Past looks pretty when you see it from above
I build rhymes with the keys to the dough
Like its covered by the welcome mat on the floor
This more than a hashtag or a mention
Passion in my pride tryna find my redemption
Give a fuck about your thoughts or suggestions
s like this make you recognize a blessing, Im gone
Backend get brighter (Brighter)
One more all nighter
Ima gotdamn Fighter (Fighter)
Zigzag and a lighter
Backend get brighter (Brighter)
One more all nighter
Ima gotdamn Fighter (Fighter)
Zigzag and a lighter
Backend get brighter (Brighter)
One more all nighter
Ima gotdamn Fighter (Fighter)
Rap is in my genes like denim
Every sound bite eat the track like venom
Never copy trends nigga I invent em
In the game like Beckham, take the rules and bend em
Wouldn't be a rapper if I hit you with a stick
Candy ass fool walking round like a lick
Nigga stay woke but ya dont see shit
Bunch of cell phone zombies trying to get lit
Never really sleep, but I nap with my kin
Put the paper in a bag and go back for the win
Never met a whore who aint care about the cash
So Im spitting metaphors while I staring at the stash
Handful a grass, slam on the gas
Smoke to erase all the pain of the past
Know that you lost, flow like boss
Smoke from the J looking like an exhaust
Twenty four years and they still dont know me
Hit the dial tone cuz ya ass too phony
Feel like Kobe, mixed with Ginobili
When this hit the net, bet your clique gon' know me
Grind by my lonely
Pocketful of homies
All of them dead
Got me feeling like tony
But its okay gotta earn my stripes
While you doing bullshit for a few more likes
Zizag and a lighter
Backend get brighter (Brighter)
One more all nighter
Ima gotdamn Fighter (Fighter)
No aim,but a nigga flow bang
Like the bottom of a burner
I ain't talking propane
Made hits but they treat a nigga like a no name
Still on tracks like a gotdamn train
Get your ass out my gotdamn lane
I knows my line like I do cocaine
No cap lil bitch Im the new rogaine
Don, boss of the new soul train
Write so long
Never do shit wrong
Like Tyson boy
Every line hit strong
Finna bite your ear
Till ya feel my pain
Who want smoke
Nigga hit this strain
Aint get here just to go maintain
If I dont improve
Ima go insane
Fuck yo fame
I make change
Help my squad get a few more gains
Do it for my city and the people I love
Past looks pretty when you see it from above
I build rhymes with the keys to the dough
Like its covered by the welcome mat on the floor
This more than a hashtag or a mention
Passion in my pride tryna find my redemption
Give a fuck about your thoughts or suggestions
s like this make you recognize a blessing, Im gone
Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Nwajiaku
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