What I Mean FreeStyle

I speak the trooth up in my rap joi You know what i mean, I thought you was a rapper?
How you a crack fiend?
I ain't from detroit But i rap on them beats, Tried to call these Payless shoes, These Balenci's on my feet
I speak the trooth up in my rap joi You know what i mean, I thought you was a rapper?
How you a crack fiend?
I ain't from detroit But i rap on them beats, Tried to call these Payless shoes, These Balenci's on my feet

Walk out neiman Marcus spent a band 50, (
Band) i already said that yeah I know i'm not Sure if you heard me
Make a song on yo own i wanna see if you sturdy, Talk outside yo neck i got them People that'll do you dirty
Couple years ago you ain't know me now you know me, Now he wanna hit me up talkin' 'bout bro and homie
I done gave you the sauce, You let it mold, If i made 500k I'd split it whole

I speak the trooth up in my rap joi You know what i mean, I thought you was a rapper?
How you a crack fiend?
I ain't from detroit But i rap on them beats, Tried to call these Payless shoes, These Balenci's on my feet
I speak the trooth up in my rap joi You know what i mean, I thought you was a rapper?
How you a crack fiend?
I ain't from detroit But i rap on them beats, Tried to call these Payless shoes, These Balenci's on my feet

These balenciagas, You know what i mean, I'm in a foreign car, I don't know what i'm in You can't ever call me Broke that's something i've never been
You the type of person to kill yo own mans for a band
I ain't even write i just went in, I bet you couldn't tell i was freestyling, I was in the booth i Was wyling
Going too crazy on a daily



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Writer(s): Isaiah Mcclure
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