Bad Bad Bad Freestyle

Been going out more
But it led to seclusion

Trusting these niggas
Like fuck is you proving

Trusting these women
Like fuck is you stupid

What I go through
I just put in the music

Tried to talk more
But they sit and compare

She bad
I'm nervous
I look and I stare

Look at ol boy
Like he act like he care

Put in her stomach
She feel that it's there

Try to express my feelings
As of late
Feel it's so hard
Couple bad ships
With a bad bitch
Got me cautious
Like I move report cards

Tried to just sing
But it's all about effort
Did tracks with niggas
Like fuck
It's you tellin
Gotta move right
Cause they know you
My nigga

Gotta move right
Cause they know you
My nigga

Long drives
Turn to long nights
Almost fell asleep on the dashboard
I swerve the wheel
As I'm waking up
Should a been a dummy
Ain't a crash course

Damn

It knock me back
Now I stay moving
Like in overdrive

I'll let you know
When this tape drop
But until that day
You gone wonder why

I gotta get it
Don't care
Bout nobody
Seen in the way

Waking up
I feel
I'm tired
But I'm blessed
I'm gone pray

See they worried
See they watching
Feel they energy change

I ain't fucking with no social
Unless the fake shit gone change

I got tired
Wipe my eyes
Said
Then you be free

Said they real
Felt the lies
Kept on playing
Wit' me

I kept trying
Kept saving
Had to learn it was me

But its all bout moderation
Let me roll me a piece

But
Honestly

Lately been feeling like its stopping me

Probably
One in a million like lotteries

Possibly
Using the flow but it's stopping me

But I know they won't get it
Time after tt
And I know they won't get

But its try after try
Even though they won't listen

But I say it's my bad
Wrong bag
Think I found the right
Think I'm 'bout ta cash out