NO WAY! FREESTYLE

This dude really just asked me if I'm about to drop an album
What do you think I told him, like like

No way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no
No way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no

There is no way that I'm dropping that
See what I want so I'm copping that
I feel like Brady, I'm dropping back
All of these people they talking that
Talk what they want, but I come with the coffin man
I'm on a roll now these labels are offering
Offing the competition in the comments
And I got a lotta confidence I'm coming with
Commas and partners, pot to piss in part of it
Probably, popping everybody poppin' in
Just like the party's held in hella poverty
Part of me, feeling bad for you fools
Cause I do what I want I don't do it like you
Spend my time on the craft in the back of the booth
You the back of the line you the lil caboose
Got a cute lil girl who can switch to obtuse
She get on her knees and she beg for a blessing like I am the reverend
I take her to heaven, but God isn't present
She wanna go to church I go with confessions
She feeling so pleasant
I park and I pet it, she barking and stretching
The way she be talking you'd think she a peasant
It's swinging like front to back end of my necklace
The prettiest way to tell someone to exit
I don't really wanna go and do her the honors
So I get it right back no commas
Really I got right on her
Like a virgin but she ain't no Madonna
Feeling like an underdog I feel like I'm Ghana
Maybe Nirvana, come as you are or it's gon' be a problem
She want the Louis and she want the Prada
I gotta call her
I gotta

No way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no
No way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no way, no

Pray for em' if they mention me
The best MC I flex just to let them see
That I don't need a check
But I check ya feed and laugh in jest cause he get ingested, please
Can't tell me nothin cause the man too turnt
I ain't carrying a strap but my hands do work
They be staring when I rap cuz I spray through words
Dictionary on the track, guess the A's come first
I can not fail yeah I'm passing the test
Sat in a class and I acted impressed
Kids all around me they laughing in jest
While I'm chillin and writing my raps on the desk
Packed in my bag had a pad and a pen
That I couldn't pull out, it's a dangerous weapon
I would get expelled if they knew that I had it
Cause words in that book could be taken as threatening
They were I was verbally murdering
Murmuring hurting these rappers that ain't even heard of me
Turning some heads with a firm bit of urgency
Now they get nervous and search for a verse from me
You ain't gonna find that no
I could hit em' up to the high hats though
You can feel the bass when I ride back slow
Its time to remind em' that I'm that cold



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Writer(s): Cohlman Bishoff
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