Gossip Freestyle

They hate it how I talk like this
With so much confidence
Nothing's ever stopping this
Like brunch when it's bottomless
I got hoes and shows in different continents
I been the truth it's kinda obvious
If you gotta disagree then you ain't got no common sense
Ya mama she a hoe and ya brother prolly gossiping
Sold out shows tryna reach all my accomplishments
Ya fake ass rappers getting cut like an abolishment

All 365
Through the day and night
I sleep with the light
Think about what's life
What's really wrong
What's really right
Reach to grab my bong
To release my mind

Y'all got me fucked up
Walk-in in the streets I got my chains tucked
Wake up in my dreams I'm in the Benz truck
I got a bitch overseas she give me good luck
I been thinking bout you lately
Baby what you in to
Lemme show you something I can promise this is new to you
Got me going crazy spin my head like a hula hoop
I'm a super star they scream my name at the venue

This shit is kinda crazy
Bunch of motherfuckers tryna say that they made me
Bitches used to play me now they try to text me hey b
Same ones that I ask to hang they always said maybe
I love it when I hear them scream my name
It makes me feel like I'm doing something good
Something that I should
Something that you wish really wish you could
But there's some things that you only get to say that you would
Everything's different now
I'm still gifted
Same motherfuckers talking shit washing dishes
Other bitches lookin rich with they face lifted
Take there parents bread just to get they waist fitted



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Karadonis
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