TakeOff Freestyle

Man your shooter not a shooter
He soft
More like a bench player & he ain't gettin off
We gettin to it
Yea takeoff be the movement
Stevo the professor & you lil boys the students

Had to chillout moving fast took a couple steps back
Cuz these actin ass niggas ah rather see you in on your back
Like how you sayin that its LOVE & then you crossed me
Talking like ima hoe really actin like a enemy
Most these niggas really friend-emy's
I jus got up on my shit why would my people wanna envy me
Couldn't be no friend of me
My circle too small so it could really never be
Love my brothers and they mothers like they mothers was my mother
Gotta watch out for the fam no i can't really lose another
Cuz when i started losing brothers
Shit that pain was like no other
And i'm standin on my word bitch iant mutter iant stutter
My people got it out the gutta that shit showed me how to hustle
Now i'm doing my own shit & really doing bigger numbers
Put some money ina business heard they callin him El Jefe
Say he been workin for this shit ahora hace lo que queire
Switchin up the flows but iant switchin on the bros
Stupid gas it got me leaning like a cholo
Momma told me chill porque te pones loco
Beatin up the bario and then it's adios

Hit up Cano for the ink
He's like you want another one
Said ima ink my whole body i don't give a mf
Jet life paper planes gettin high asf
I jus smoke a pink blazy susan watched it turn to dust
Gelato cake straight from lane you know it's pressure yea
French inhale straight to the brain and blow it ina air
Doing laps around the competition it ain't fair
These niggas ain't gon stop me till this TakeOff shit is everywhere
Bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Take Stevo
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