Oh No Freestyle
She calling my phone
All on my line all the the time she won't leave me alone
She said I'm her drug
Her plug
Connected like all the phone
I get the weed by the bundle yea the pounds it came str8 from a farm
Nigga I'm on
Nigga you tripping
I'm different
I been gone on a mission
Had to focus on the business I did it
I feel it
Our time it is nearing
Omg we gone kill it
Omg we done did it
We focused on the lyrics
Had to go and make a living
I'm serious
Red suit like its Delirious
Suave suit I hope you heading this
I put my all in this
My heart and soul in this
I'm the greatest new artists bitch
You not part of this
I'm at the heart of this
You on the bench imma starter bitch
I'm in the game 4th and inches
I came thru the trenches
I just came for the riches
I'm over ambitious
I ugh
I had to switch it up
Now I don't give no fucks
Might cop a Bentley truck
Flex with a million bucks
At the strip club with a million sluts
I just don't feel enough
I think about giving up
Greeting my demons with fisticuffs
I swear I had enough
Why they keep testing me lord
Why they keep testing me lord
Oh no
What they expect from me lord
What they expect from me lord
Oh no
I tell them don't check for me lord
I tell them don't check for me lord
Oh no
Unless it's a check for me lord
Unless it's a check for me lord
Oh no
Cause I'm in my bag
Oh no
Cause I'm in my bag
Oh no
Yeah I'm in my bag
Oh no
All on my line all the the time she won't leave me alone
She said I'm her drug
Her plug
Connected like all the phone
I get the weed by the bundle yea the pounds it came str8 from a farm
Nigga I'm on
Nigga you tripping
I'm different
I been gone on a mission
Had to focus on the business I did it
I feel it
Our time it is nearing
Omg we gone kill it
Omg we done did it
We focused on the lyrics
Had to go and make a living
I'm serious
Red suit like its Delirious
Suave suit I hope you heading this
I put my all in this
My heart and soul in this
I'm the greatest new artists bitch
You not part of this
I'm at the heart of this
You on the bench imma starter bitch
I'm in the game 4th and inches
I came thru the trenches
I just came for the riches
I'm over ambitious
I ugh
I had to switch it up
Now I don't give no fucks
Might cop a Bentley truck
Flex with a million bucks
At the strip club with a million sluts
I just don't feel enough
I think about giving up
Greeting my demons with fisticuffs
I swear I had enough
Why they keep testing me lord
Why they keep testing me lord
Oh no
What they expect from me lord
What they expect from me lord
Oh no
I tell them don't check for me lord
I tell them don't check for me lord
Oh no
Unless it's a check for me lord
Unless it's a check for me lord
Oh no
Cause I'm in my bag
Oh no
Cause I'm in my bag
Oh no
Yeah I'm in my bag
Oh no
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Writer(s): Ryan Davis
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