Churchill Downs Freestyle

Yo

To be the best
You gotta beat the best right?
This where I come in
Every category that's what I'm here for

Tha God

I stay spazzing on tracks they ask me dawg why you trippin
Cause lyrically yall can't touch me I'm too expensive
Spiritually YALL don't touch Tha god I'm too committed
I could take y'all to school but y'all need a dual admission

I'm Very private
No soliciting
Don't bring em in

Ya day ones the fakes ones we dealing with
Ya main one is maybe the main one who be stealing bitch

Her love really faizon it hurts cause there's no healing it

She lying to y'all faces
But she is the one
Her words very persuasive
But she meaning nun

Yo ass turning invasive
Grabbing keys and the gun
To make a fool out ya self knowing she meaning nun

She seen you pull up
And Was like aw shit
He got clips
Starting panicking so bad she turned nauseous
Stomach started hurting so bad she thought she lost it
Heard him coming up the damn stairs eyes started crossing

He came in
Searching the crib
Puffing a cig
Asking where the nigga at
With the 9 clutched to his hip

She sitting there fucking pissed knowing she got caught
Remembering the good times that they kept in the vault
She started pulling out pictures
Of him and his sister
Her and his brother
And him and his mother

Then he saying he love her
The shit so crazy that he don't even realize his mans is craming his lady
He don't even realize he taking care of the baby

The unborn one (WHAT)
The untold one (WHAT)

His heart will be torn son
But he won't know
He said he loved her left the crib
While she shut the door

I know y'all wondering wtf im talking bout
These lines is thoro
Got ya unk tryna walk it out
Once this shit drop
Jc gonna be popping now

Lookin stunning in the 07 civic
With the windows down

Blasting out
That say something
Let's see if y'all say something
Let's see if y'all brave enough to come and grade something
Let's see if y'all worked enough to even relay something
Exactly!
Y'all not on my level so don't say nothing

Drinking tang in the Stu with the Cuban link
Out here recording fire with woo
I know what you gone think

I'm on the brink of
Getting chicken by brinks
Wipe my ass with the cash because my shit don't stink

Fuck it

I'll blow a bag because I will not think
Fuck a financial care!
Fuck a financial aid!
Drop the play off
To go see the playoffs in Atlanta
Ain't wanna hitler
But my dawg let adolf (8 Off)
In the fisker

No chaos we dismissed her
We Got her outta here
All my P's mastered
We is really bout it bout it here
I wanna just make it clear y'all can't fuck with THA GOD
Y'all ain't see nun yet y'all better go ask ya moms
Dummy



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Writer(s): Juneecarl Mendoza
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