N.A.S.A. Freestyle

The n is for niggas
A is for always
The s is for stayin
The a for ambitious
I do for my family
I got three children
They be the main reason I stay on a mission
Ran up a check had to make a decision
Stay broke or get up and go get it
Im fresh like a deacon a preacher or revrend
We move like the mobb my niggas be steppin

Camp nasa
Camp nasa the label
Flavor on the table
Scoop ya bitch like a laddel
Laughs
Yeah
Talk to em J-BO
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I came from nothin and turned it to something
Dats why im flexin and dats why im stuntin
Told myself id never go back to strugglin
Dats why im trappin and dats why im hustlin
Got in the game and i made my own wave
Dats why im poppin and dats why im buzzin
You the type dats never talmbout no money
That is why we can not have a discussion
Look at my chain but you can not touch it
Look at my bitch but you can not fuck her
Got rhymes but I never been a busta
Got the bag but i used to be a custmer
Kickin shit like kung fu hustle
Money talks Chris Tucker
Lethal weapon Danny Glover
On dese beats im a bad mofuka
Im on and you off
Im in and you out
Im catchin these plays and runnin these routes
I was 19 when I left my momma house
Come from the struggle but i made it out
Say you a trapper but after i fucked yo bitch she said you only re up wit a ounce
These niggas aint bout what they rappin about
These rap niggas trash like oscar the grouch
The n is for niggas
A is for always
The s is for stayin
The a for ambitious
I do for my family
I got three children
They be the main reason i stay on a mission
Ran up a check had to make a decision
Stay broke or get up and go get it
Im fresh like a deacon a preacher or revrend
We move like the mobb my niggas be steppin
Im still alive dat shit is a blessing
She givin brain dat shit is a lesson
They want my recipe i keep em guessin
My competition I keep em stressin
Just like a text im sendin a message
Most rappers dont wanna be in my presence
Cuz they cant fuck wit me and they feel threatened
Cant make a hit dat shit is depressing
Dont want the clout
Dont want the fame
I want the bag so my family life can change
You do dis for bitches so we aint the same
That is why me and you do not relate
I do what it take to put food on the plate
Used to sell gas like my name was hank
These rappers be talkin bout havin drank
But when i see em they dont have no drank
My niggas on the east havin rank
I got niggas from the the north like im drake
I got niggas on the west like im Ye
My niggas from the south they dont play
Used to hit licks wit the mask off
Now i make hits tryna blast off
Im livin rich
Me and my chick wit yo bitch finna knock her ass off
Eat rappers like junkies on bathsalt
Used to be in the streets like asphalt
Chasin money gettin gas off
Stackin money in the cash vault
Fuck the extras i just want a bag yall
Lately i been havin bad thoughts
No cap
My life is like movie but i cut most of the cast off
Okcpd pull up ima smash off
Hit her once then i dash off
Dese bitches like blunts they get passed off
Might get bit by a snake if yo grass tall
Came out the dirt like ground hogg
Throw the beat around like a ragg dall
I got em takin shots like a alchoholic at the bar during last call
Since i came in the game I knew i would make it
Dis my only way out so i had to take it
Ahead of these rappers like we was racin
Ricky bobby i be shake n bakin
Money moves i be makin makin
Big risks i be takin takin
Camp nasa is the fuckin label
Flavor what we bringin to the table



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Muse
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