Brayler Freestyle

Where should I start
Your girl's horniness for me is off the charts
You think she loyal, but she'll fuck me in the dark
You stay committed, now you down another heart
I'm sorry, yea, it's just the way life goes
You work a nine to five while I'm paving the road
To make sure that the bros have a happy home
And I'm like
WOAH

I'm making money bitch you know what's up
You really jealous cause your girl's ex man is coming up
Tell me how low you really gotta be
To hate another man for living out a dream
Oh wait, it's cause your girl wanna be with me
I might just hit her up to slide so we can film another scene
But I say nah that pussy don't deserve a king
Your girl is falling for a man who can really sing
I know how you feel so here's another drink

You the type of man that watch her every move and don't blink
That's pretty petty
Pretty soon the chains on my neck will be getting heavy
I'm on the come up and I know they ain't ready
Just spent a couple thousand and pockets still ain't empty
You know I rock Dior, Louis, Prada and the Fendi
Just bought a new whip and I think I got too many
I'm feeling pretty good from the buzz off this henny
Smoking three and a half gram blunts, it ain't ending
You and your girl think you're strong but you're bending
You talk a lot of game for a man who ain't trending
They keep on asking for songs, so imma keep on sending

You know I'm with it
I got a .45 I'll send some shots at yo fitted
Your girl a G cause she swallowed all my children
I wish I was kidding but I'm not
Oh I'm so hot
I got a hunnid thousand worth of rocks cooking in the pot
I hit a blunt while I got a baddie sucking on my cock
Been working on and album I can't wait for it to drop
Kissed her minutes after your girl gave me top
GOD DAMN
That was funny right
Can't trust a motherfucker so I gotta keep the circle tight
I'll hit up panda to make sure you know your future ain't bright
Seeing you two together is like watching dynamite

Just sit back relax and watch the wick burn
That girl ain't yours it's only your turn
Respect and money is what I earn
When is it that you will finally learn
That all she is, is toxic
I'm moving up the ladder and there's nothing you can do about it
So get your money up, not your funny up
I got twenty bad bitches tryna run me up



Credits
Writer(s): Blake Paquin
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