Swift Inc. Freestyle

I'm feeling like a virgin
Way i couldn't give a fuck
Had to leave it all behind
I was running outta luck
New is always better
Tell my exes hoe wassup
Now i'm living for the cheddar
And my checks are holding up
Need a steppin' stone
Why these bodies piling up
Staying on my toes
Competition lining up
Treat me like a starter
Cap already, sign me up
Man if god has made you all
Gotta say he fuckin' up
I'm fighting all my demons
Ain't no way we'll call it even
Bit oppressing how i'm feeling
Like i'm beefin' with a vegan
Eyes closed for a reason
We ain't sleeping
We just feeling so high
We might bump into the ceiling
If you're talking shit about me
Nothing good to say
My middle finger's up for you
Screaming fuck you
You said i'm auto tuned
Come again i come in raw
If you wanna start a brawl
Best believe i got protection
Hustlers on every intersection
My recollection
Of names getting hectic
Officer i see no connexion
So can i go home
Before i do you more deception, Effective
To put things in perspective
Mostly speculation
They wouldn't call me
If they had the information
So while they act tough
I can read intimidation
If they could've locked me up
Would've been no conversation
Swift incarceration



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Writer(s): Emir Handous
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