Phonk Freestyle

Here I go and get stupid

Lose the house and be ruthless

Tune em out like we Buddhist

Fire a kid like he useless

Hang a check like I'm Judas

Make a mess of my eulogy

Watch ya boi like a movie

Ain't feeling bad I feel boojie

Don't kill the facts like a newsie

Just for effect I get moodie

Sympathy man that's booty

Boy I got a gift
When I talk like this
When I hit my lick
They bring me stamps

Never wanna kiss
When I get real pissed
So here's a tip
Just leave me mad

Prolly gonna flip
When I hit that stage
Like I'm a kid
But I make em rage
So please don't trip
Cuz we still gotta bang

Like caffeine
Get em like dab fiends

I don't wanna kill em
But I'm prolly gonna have to

You don't wanna kill em either
But I'm gonna ask you

Hit em with the millimeter
Or I'm finna blast you

Uh

Back to basics we gone

Check the billboard, I'm on

Check the real world, I'm off

What it take to get on?

What it take to be-long?

Get em off with my tone

When I'm lost in my zone

Here I go and get stupid

Lose the house and be ruthless

Tune em out like we Buddhist

Fire a kid like he useless

Hang a check like I'm Judas

Make a mess of my eulogy

Watch ya boi like a movie

Watch ya boi like a movie

Lost in my zone
When I'm down on my own
Like a town home for show
But the real state is gone
And I'll never done
So I feel like a bum
On the side of the road with his thumb
And it's dumb that I fold all my thoughts
In my lungs like a box on the wrung
Like I'll never become
What I wanna be
Call me a wanna be
That is a lie cuz it's more like I'm gonna be
More like I'm gonna be
Call me a wanna be
That is a lie cuz it's more like I'm gonna be



Credits
Writer(s): Tylar Dreyer, Teddy Huang
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