$$$ Freestyle (feat. Smoke & Mike Millz on 'Em)
Yeah
This shit is classic
I'm feeling this beat
'Cause I'm feeling like a boss
I'm self defined (It's a hit banger)
You know
It's funny how you keep picking moves
And these niggaz talking shit
But you ignore them
And go in for the money
You feel me
Uh, feeling like a jet boy
Speed beyond limit, I play hard boy
I call it HAM, new episode
United States of Africa is the fucking goal
Pain, blood, sweat and tears
I've never been scared so fuck fear
I grind hard, I'm busy getting money
Ya niggaz talking bullshit, bunch of stupid dummies
It's bankshield all day
Got to check ma accounts, I do this 'eryday
Mabanga's effort is what's got me heated
Me and my team feeling like his the bankshield Jesus
We like street disciples nigga
He showed us the way nigga
A couple of times I felt traumatized
Empty promises from niggaz who killed ma vibe
Uh, money money money money
These bitches never loved me now they call me honey
It's funny how the world goes
Critics on ma dick but ma shit blows
Self defined boss
Title of ma crown
I'm never slowing down
You's a bunch of clowns
All I do is win like another round
I'm never giving up ma dreams
Till i hit the top, haaa
It's Jiggs on the mic nigga
What you heard about, pave way nigga
Uh, pocket full of salary
Got pussies in ma crib like it's gallery
I'm motherfucking all you coward bitches
Why you niggaz acting up
'Cause a nigga scheming
I pay attention to no fuck niggaz
I'm a rap tycoon, you should know this nigga
Cross ma legs, lick ma fingers, let the money row (Flip)
Blow money fast but never let it go
I'm on the line like the desk in ma class
So when I get the money motherfucker I'ma let it row
Aid food on floors tall up and beg a god
So nigga when I'm in the lambor, I floss
Open up the door still they open up they jaws wide (Close your mouth)
I got a cheetah parked outside (Skrrt)
Need a bad bitch I can ride with
Nah man, I need a bad bitch who could ride it, I got it
Kicks knock ma azz like karate
Kamikaze, man I'm in a federally, I got it uh
I'm a vegan, I'm starving for the green man
You ain't getting none if you niggaz ain't in ma team man
You niggaz ain't in ma team man
I'm like Steven, I'm captain of the team
Sowing everything I'm reaping, I'm done
And I still wait for mine yeah yeah whoa whoa
We got to spend some time yeah yeah
Through the sunshine after the rain
This shit is classic
I'm feeling this beat
'Cause I'm feeling like a boss
I'm self defined (It's a hit banger)
You know
It's funny how you keep picking moves
And these niggaz talking shit
But you ignore them
And go in for the money
You feel me
Uh, feeling like a jet boy
Speed beyond limit, I play hard boy
I call it HAM, new episode
United States of Africa is the fucking goal
Pain, blood, sweat and tears
I've never been scared so fuck fear
I grind hard, I'm busy getting money
Ya niggaz talking bullshit, bunch of stupid dummies
It's bankshield all day
Got to check ma accounts, I do this 'eryday
Mabanga's effort is what's got me heated
Me and my team feeling like his the bankshield Jesus
We like street disciples nigga
He showed us the way nigga
A couple of times I felt traumatized
Empty promises from niggaz who killed ma vibe
Uh, money money money money
These bitches never loved me now they call me honey
It's funny how the world goes
Critics on ma dick but ma shit blows
Self defined boss
Title of ma crown
I'm never slowing down
You's a bunch of clowns
All I do is win like another round
I'm never giving up ma dreams
Till i hit the top, haaa
It's Jiggs on the mic nigga
What you heard about, pave way nigga
Uh, pocket full of salary
Got pussies in ma crib like it's gallery
I'm motherfucking all you coward bitches
Why you niggaz acting up
'Cause a nigga scheming
I pay attention to no fuck niggaz
I'm a rap tycoon, you should know this nigga
Cross ma legs, lick ma fingers, let the money row (Flip)
Blow money fast but never let it go
I'm on the line like the desk in ma class
So when I get the money motherfucker I'ma let it row
Aid food on floors tall up and beg a god
So nigga when I'm in the lambor, I floss
Open up the door still they open up they jaws wide (Close your mouth)
I got a cheetah parked outside (Skrrt)
Need a bad bitch I can ride with
Nah man, I need a bad bitch who could ride it, I got it
Kicks knock ma azz like karate
Kamikaze, man I'm in a federally, I got it uh
I'm a vegan, I'm starving for the green man
You ain't getting none if you niggaz ain't in ma team man
You niggaz ain't in ma team man
I'm like Steven, I'm captain of the team
Sowing everything I'm reaping, I'm done
And I still wait for mine yeah yeah whoa whoa
We got to spend some time yeah yeah
Through the sunshine after the rain
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Writer(s): Brian Mill
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