Simplicity/Nebula Freestyle

Aint no limitation to the shit I can do
Everybody know I got the juice
No lie but I'm dropping that truth
Boy tell the truth
Now is you really keeping it real in the booth
Man I'm doing it all for the youth
Hit them with that magic like poof
The proof is in the pudding
I'm
Putting work finna kill them
My shit similar to venom
Watch how I hit them
Top notch lyricism
I mix it with a bit of rhythm
They tired like Michilin
Mentality militant
Always consistently killing shit
I've been uplifting my spirituality
I feel like echo im infinite
Unlimited
You get it
I said the shit in the beginning
I said it again so you know that I meant it
You know we could pop any minute
Blow up and use my influence
To speak on the shit they consider forbidden
Put all my niggas in proper positions
To go out and get to them digits
I can't just sit back and wait on it
On the grind and I'ma pray on it
Work hard then I stay on it
Know they hate on me
But I wouldn't have it any other way
Progressing each and every single day
Thinking of the perfect shit to say
While I'm looking at shit we made

More satisfaction in simplicity
I tend to dwell on all the memories
In my mind
The type of love that you could never know
Deep down I know I have to let it go
When its time
I fall I rise
I'm on my grind
I fall I rise
I'm on my grind

Woah
Yeah
Woooooo

I got hoes I got gold
On my neck in my mouth
I don't know what I'm doing
But we riding downtown
In the city in the coupe
Shit so loud surround sound
I don't know how I feel
I'm a king bitch bow down
Bitch bow down

Come up in the club and you know a nigga flossing
Yeah
Feeling Rick Ross yeah a nigga bossing
Yeah
Feeling like a dentist how I got a nigga flossing
Yeah
Pull up on the scene diamonds wetter than a faucet
Ayee

I got money I got hoes I got gold
On my neck in my mouth
Bitch you know what I'm bout
How you feel I got clout
On a cloud 99
I get high my seat fye
I recline I recline
My card don't ever decline
I drop a song they rewind