Freestyle
Woah, I don't give a fuck who you know (know, know, no)
No (no)
Woah (woah), caught some feelings,
I like me better before (mm-mm-mm, sheesh)
Woah (woah), I done cracked the code,
like a frisbee, I'm throwed (throwed)
Woah (jeez), whoa (woah-oh-oh-oh oh-oh)
I am not a rapper, I'm a factor (yessir)
Real GQ wit it, the bitches say I'm dapper (oohwee)
Big capper, he is just a actor
Shit done got me flabbergasted (ugh) and I'm after (what)
Moolah and the guap, if it's not, it do no matter
Want the cake batter, big platter, bad biddie, ass fatter (woo)
They try to bite the steez, but I am a zig zagger
I don't do the chitter chatter (no), I think I'm Mick Jagger (yup)
I think I'm big willie Makaveli, Biggie, oh really
So silly, no really, no chill, he so filthy
So silky, got the flavor, don't do favors, I don't need one
Two cents you could keep 'em, everything original, he a re-run
They all up on my nuts like a pecan (get off)
And I'm just gettin started, I just begun
The way I'm touching trees, call me Dr. Green Thumb (woo)
And I been going three dumb (yee)
Circle got smaller 'cause I had to delete some
I got the vision, some people can't even see one (wow)
Every season feeling like my season
If I say that I'ma do it, gotta see it through (true)
Took a couple L's, seen a few (damn)
Keep it cool (ooh), I work better when pressure's applied
At the moment, it's about thirty minutes to five
In the a.m. 'cause they keep on sayin'
You should get a real job, blah-di blah-di blah blah
What's the fun in that, tryin' to keep my pride intact (that's called)
Fuckin' facts (facts), I'ma do this shit 'til I collapse
And they wanna give you daps, gimme racks
We could skip the pats on the backs and the small chats (yeah)
I'm more into big talks, this sauce, it cost sleep loss
Every day I'm hustlin', Ricky Ross
Don't know what you heard, don't know what you thought
What you think, it ain't over 'til the fat lady sing (ooh)
Had to cut back on the drink and cut off a couple tings
I want championship rings and whatever that brings (yessir)
I'm going strong and I'm blowing strong (woo)
Online is what I'm not going on, I'm going in (yee)
I don't even stop when I want (why)
I'ma stop when it's all said and done (you feel me?)
Woah, I don't give a fuck who you know (know, know, no)
No (no)
Woah (woah), caught some feelings,
I like me better before (mm-mm-mm, sheesh)
Woah (woah), I done cracked the code,
like a frisbee, I'm throwed (throwed)
Woah (jeez, yeah), whoa (woah-oh-oh-oh oh-oh)
No (no)
Woah (woah), caught some feelings,
I like me better before (mm-mm-mm, sheesh)
Woah (woah), I done cracked the code,
like a frisbee, I'm throwed (throwed)
Woah (jeez), whoa (woah-oh-oh-oh oh-oh)
I am not a rapper, I'm a factor (yessir)
Real GQ wit it, the bitches say I'm dapper (oohwee)
Big capper, he is just a actor
Shit done got me flabbergasted (ugh) and I'm after (what)
Moolah and the guap, if it's not, it do no matter
Want the cake batter, big platter, bad biddie, ass fatter (woo)
They try to bite the steez, but I am a zig zagger
I don't do the chitter chatter (no), I think I'm Mick Jagger (yup)
I think I'm big willie Makaveli, Biggie, oh really
So silly, no really, no chill, he so filthy
So silky, got the flavor, don't do favors, I don't need one
Two cents you could keep 'em, everything original, he a re-run
They all up on my nuts like a pecan (get off)
And I'm just gettin started, I just begun
The way I'm touching trees, call me Dr. Green Thumb (woo)
And I been going three dumb (yee)
Circle got smaller 'cause I had to delete some
I got the vision, some people can't even see one (wow)
Every season feeling like my season
If I say that I'ma do it, gotta see it through (true)
Took a couple L's, seen a few (damn)
Keep it cool (ooh), I work better when pressure's applied
At the moment, it's about thirty minutes to five
In the a.m. 'cause they keep on sayin'
You should get a real job, blah-di blah-di blah blah
What's the fun in that, tryin' to keep my pride intact (that's called)
Fuckin' facts (facts), I'ma do this shit 'til I collapse
And they wanna give you daps, gimme racks
We could skip the pats on the backs and the small chats (yeah)
I'm more into big talks, this sauce, it cost sleep loss
Every day I'm hustlin', Ricky Ross
Don't know what you heard, don't know what you thought
What you think, it ain't over 'til the fat lady sing (ooh)
Had to cut back on the drink and cut off a couple tings
I want championship rings and whatever that brings (yessir)
I'm going strong and I'm blowing strong (woo)
Online is what I'm not going on, I'm going in (yee)
I don't even stop when I want (why)
I'ma stop when it's all said and done (you feel me?)
Woah, I don't give a fuck who you know (know, know, no)
No (no)
Woah (woah), caught some feelings,
I like me better before (mm-mm-mm, sheesh)
Woah (woah), I done cracked the code,
like a frisbee, I'm throwed (throwed)
Woah (jeez, yeah), whoa (woah-oh-oh-oh oh-oh)
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Writer(s): Alexander Martinez
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