Cardinal Freestyle

(Ooh, yeah, aye)
(Aye, Spade Queen got this one)
Aye, these bitches can't defeat me, so they start to wanna be me
Yeah, I'm set on my career, I cannot worry 'bout how they see me
Yeah, my bitch think that I'm scheming, so she threatening to leave me
Really showed her true colors, I'm not talking 'bout graffiti

Aye, your bitch she wanna meet me, cause she think I'm hella dreamy
So then when she fucking see me, she'll say "pinch cause I'm dreaming"
Yeah I worked for my position, so don't think this shit is easy
Yeah my hair getting too long, 'bouta start rocking a beanie
If it costs at least a penny, Imma buy myself like one
Or two, or three, or four, or five, or six, or seven, way too many
Eating breakfast at like two AM, but this is not no Denny's
Yeah, she asked if my belt BB Simon, no bitch this is Fendi
What's the point of having class, when you know I'm not attending?
Yeah, she telling me to add her back, but Imma leave her pending
Yeah, I blocked her on imessage, so her texts, they ain't been sending
Yeah, when I chase a chip, you know I'm not just contending
Yeah, I'm tired of people saying that I can't do certain things
I done did all that I could right now, so Imma get a ring
Don't matter how mad she's at me, Imma always hear that ping
Took my seat up at the table, cause they don't know what I bring to it
They act like the shit I say is not the shit I've been doing
"Jon the goat" I fuck with that, it's got a little ring to it (Yeah, aye)

Yeah, it seems you having a hard time accepting I'm the goat
Cause I ride the beat like it's a wave, and I'm staying afloat
I suggest you move bitch, cause I got you in the scope
Yeah, the gap between me and you, it's a whole fucking slope
Yeah, I been steady stacking chips, you a undergraduate
Guess you just never been too good at fucking stacking shit
Check my fucking stats, whole career above average
I'll do this shit myself, I don't need a fucking pass, bitch

Aye, these bitches can't defeat me, so they start to wanna be me
Yeah, I'm set on my career, I cannot worry 'bout how they see me
Yeah, my bitch think that I'm scheming, so she threatening to leave me
Really showed her true colors, I'm not talking 'bout graffiti



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Trunzo
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