Brownstone Freestyle

A smooth don't make a skilled sailor
You niggas aint dealers
From your flights to your scales
And little vacuum sealers
Shits been gettin real its only gettin realer
And if you ain't fam niggas will

Couple things I'll never speak about
I'm really from it
Authentic and cemented
I can tell you what these streets about
Young was really in them couldn't keep me out them
I still got niggas down the way doin life I aint been reaching out
Been going through my own shit
Well some grown shit
Some tryna make it home so I can take care of home shit
Lately in a different zone
Some niggas get it and some niggas dont
My pain different so it lives alone
Niggas tryna get the throne
Like they forget the GOAT
And I already got the city
Trying to get the coast
My built is a different mold
I hit the booth and hit a different zone
Run this independent until a million sold
My era lived a different code
Thats why when I spit it its gonna hit ya soul
While niggas give they opinion like they giftin gold
Remember to get the chicken we would it the road
Gone before it hits the stove
SOLD



Credits
Writer(s): James Fitzpatrick
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