Smoke Break Freestyle

(Hey, get that back, Toretto)

Yeah, I'm out here livin' life, but you know I'll be dead inside
Smokin' blunts every hour 'cause it keeps me energized
You're either with me or you ain't, it's up to you to pick a side
'Cause I don't do that back and forth, I ain't gonna let that shit slide
If you grew up how I grew up, guarantee, you're traumatized
Turn into a villain 'cause I didn't wanna be victimized
Talkin' to the cops, the only time I ever tell a lie
You're either stickin' to the code or you ain't no kin of mine, ay

I'm not losin' money, I'm just losing patience
You all dick ride on trends, I'm just stickin' to the basics
Take some to the head, then, I take off in my spaceship
And I look how I look, I don't dress up for occasions
I'll be dashin' from reality and tag to the metrics
Stop thinkin' for yourself and stop dick ridin' Satan
You're all so demon-like to you go press, so stop praying
Shits hilarious, you need to go inside and quit playin'

My presence is magnificent, my energy electric
Lately, I drive slow 'cause my new wip too expensive
Say a lot of shit if I said it, then, I meant it
It ain't my fault, you're so quick to get offended

Yeah, I'm out here livin' life, but you know I'll be dead inside
Smokin' blunts every hour 'cause it keeps me energized
You're either with me or you ain't, it's up to you to pick a side
'Cause I don't do that back and forth, I ain't gonna let that shit slide
If you grew up how I grew up, guarantee, you're traumatized
Turn into a villain 'cause I didn't wanna be victimized
Talkin' to the cops, the only time I ever tell a lie
You're either stickin' to the code or you ain't no kin of mine

When I step out of my house, I'm always on high alert
'Cause even though I'm in my city, I can't be too sure
Got it out the mall, but I ain't goin' in the dirt
I got people watchin' over me, they finally see my worth
Always been too sturdy on my feet, I stand my ground
All this pain build me up, so we can never break me down

And yeah, I just got out from fallin' off, is not allowed
Came a long way from trappin' out my house and stealin' pounds
You ask me if I'm still the same, but the mood changed
One in pieces of pie, now I want the whole thing
Give my mom a hundred racks before I buy a chain
Do this shit for family, give a fuck on what you think (think-)



Credits
Writer(s): Taras Snitko, Brandon Todd Parker
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